It may surprise you to know there are some places in this world where the internet cannot go. I’ve been restricted to one of those places, namely my place, for the last couple of days. Hence the distinct lack of postage either here or on bad-tempered.blogspot.com.
The brief break from the verbal/blogal diorrhea has at least given me some time to think. Always a mixed blessing that.
Since the marathon I’ve been a bit down on the running thing. I have an informal agreement with the missus that I’ll only run 3 times a week. I think she objected to the amount of time the marathon training was taking up.
So the plan was to do two quality/speed sessions during the week and one long run on the weekend. But it’s not enough. It’s not enough at all. I’m beginning to feel sluggish, fat and generally out of shape.
I new the marathon fitness couldn’t last. It never does. But gosh it’s upsetting to lose.
And it’s so fragile. If, last like weekend, I have a minor brush with illness I can lose 50% of my weekly running in one hit. AAAARRRRGGGGHHH..
Bloody addicts.
Luckily, I have a run coming up tomorrow morning. Clarkey, PG and some other people from Ausrun are running up at Sherbrooke Forest and I’m taggin along. I’ve never been to SF before. Makes me think of Robin Hood, obviously.
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