silly season and sydney

We’re well and truly into the silly season now. It was 36 a couple of days ago and choked with smoke, and tommorrow it might snow. Work’s stopped but I’ve never felt more tired.

To top it all off - Eastland Shopping Centre has all-night shopping; which is convenient if, god help you, you feel the need to pop into Westco at 4 in the morning.

Or you could pop into Amart allsports, which is a newish sports shop there that claims to have Melbourne’s cheapest sports stuff. I don’t know what planet they’re living on, but their shoes are definitely not the cheapest. Go have a look, see what I mean.

Running

Running this week has been quite consistent with the general silly season theme, if nothing else. I only managed to run 4 times, due to a couple of days where it was too smoky for me to run. Perhaps you, kind reader, are the kind of tough guy who scoffs at puny weaklings like me who can’t run in the smoke.

I, however, come over all faint and feel a kind of tightness in the chest, headache and pain in the throat. All the smoke-induced symptoms are still there today, worse luck.

Still, I managed a relatively productive 24k today, to bring the week’s total to above 60k.

Sydney

I’m off to Sydney next Friday to spend New Year’s Eve with my papa. I’m contemplating a FatAss run in an area called Hornsby, but only in a distant, appalled sort of way. It’s 33k and I have no idea what kind of conditions there are, other than it’s described on the website as “challenging”.

That does not fill me with confidence.

Neither does the date - which is 1 January. Even I’m not that much of a masochist. Or am I?