Bang goes the plan
No time to run in Barcelona. And now I am plagued by a very painful buttock.
Diary of what followed after I finally succeeded in completing a marathon just in time, before my 50th birthday.
Monday, 15 March 2010
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
Work gets in the way
I was called to Geneva, getting on an early flight there on Sunday and working non-stop since. No running. Again. Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhh.
Plan is now to travel on to Barcelona on Thursday night. The conference I'll be attending is on the beach. I'll carry my gear. But apparently, Barcelona is covered in snow and temperatures are lower than low.
It's going to be an uphill struggle, getting in shape (-ish) for that 20k in May.
I was called to Geneva, getting on an early flight there on Sunday and working non-stop since. No running. Again. Aaaaarrrrgggghhhhh.
Plan is now to travel on to Barcelona on Thursday night. The conference I'll be attending is on the beach. I'll carry my gear. But apparently, Barcelona is covered in snow and temperatures are lower than low.
It's going to be an uphill struggle, getting in shape (-ish) for that 20k in May.
Saturday, 6 March 2010
On track, more or less
Extreme weather conditions last weekend kept me from running in Ermelo. That's a real pity, because I know some nice routes and beautiful places in the local forests, where I used to hang out as a young teenager mainly for spotting birds.
As a result, my third 30 minutes run was on Monday, March 1st, one day behind schedule. It was a nice lunchtime run with Julie. Both of us confessed afterward that we wanted to stop at about 15 minutes but kept going because of the company. I should have more running mates - find me one in Geneva, for instance - as running alone is much harder.
On Tuesday night, in Geneva, I kept going for 42 minutes. It was dark when I followed the unlit path along the Arve river, but I could see the contours of a nice castle ruin high up on the other side and can hardly wait for daylight saving to begin.
Another 30 minutes at lunch yesterday meant that I am well on schedule. Tomorrow I will set off on my old 11k trail, hoping to not start walking till after 50 minutes.
In other news, I did indeed lose 2 kilos in February. Have not touched a single beer in two weeks.
Extreme weather conditions last weekend kept me from running in Ermelo. That's a real pity, because I know some nice routes and beautiful places in the local forests, where I used to hang out as a young teenager mainly for spotting birds.
As a result, my third 30 minutes run was on Monday, March 1st, one day behind schedule. It was a nice lunchtime run with Julie. Both of us confessed afterward that we wanted to stop at about 15 minutes but kept going because of the company. I should have more running mates - find me one in Geneva, for instance - as running alone is much harder.
On Tuesday night, in Geneva, I kept going for 42 minutes. It was dark when I followed the unlit path along the Arve river, but I could see the contours of a nice castle ruin high up on the other side and can hardly wait for daylight saving to begin.
Another 30 minutes at lunch yesterday meant that I am well on schedule. Tomorrow I will set off on my old 11k trail, hoping to not start walking till after 50 minutes.
In other news, I did indeed lose 2 kilos in February. Have not touched a single beer in two weeks.
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