Running Diary
Aug. 14th, 2006 05:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enitharmonI bet you were were wondering what happened to my running, weren't you?
I've been off it, for about six weeks now. First it was the hot weather, and then I was plagued by hay fever, and just when I was resolved to get going again I had my broken toe.
Today I grabbed myself by the scruff of the neck and set out to see what I could do. I've been feeling distinctly overweight lately so I was prepared to go back to first principles, but in the end I ran for a full thirty minutes, non-stop.
It wasn't easy, and I think I might not have managed it had I not been trying an experiment. I put my PDA in the money belt that I used to carry my valuables round Europe, and put it on under my Reading Roadrunners vest so that I could play music through my Skype headset. I'm sure there has to be a more elegant way of doing this (I have no intention of buying an iPod though) but it did the trick. The strains of Steely Dan at high volume masked the sound of my panting and the rhythm distracted me from the pounding of feet on gravel/tarmac as I plodded my way from Sandy Gap, along the shore to Thorny Nook, inland to Biggar Village, and thence back along the marshes until my thirty minutes was up.
I bet I suffer for this in the morning!
I've been off it, for about six weeks now. First it was the hot weather, and then I was plagued by hay fever, and just when I was resolved to get going again I had my broken toe.
Today I grabbed myself by the scruff of the neck and set out to see what I could do. I've been feeling distinctly overweight lately so I was prepared to go back to first principles, but in the end I ran for a full thirty minutes, non-stop.
It wasn't easy, and I think I might not have managed it had I not been trying an experiment. I put my PDA in the money belt that I used to carry my valuables round Europe, and put it on under my Reading Roadrunners vest so that I could play music through my Skype headset. I'm sure there has to be a more elegant way of doing this (I have no intention of buying an iPod though) but it did the trick. The strains of Steely Dan at high volume masked the sound of my panting and the rhythm distracted me from the pounding of feet on gravel/tarmac as I plodded my way from Sandy Gap, along the shore to Thorny Nook, inland to Biggar Village, and thence back along the marshes until my thirty minutes was up.
I bet I suffer for this in the morning!
