I wasn’t going to have time or energy for a run yesterday — 13 hour workdays just don’t leave room for exercise. I was still aching from yoga anyway so I was happy to schedule in a rest/recovery day. Annoyingly, early this morning I had to head back into work briefly, but this meant I would be going via Carlton Gardens anyway so I changed into my running gear and ran on my way back.
I’ve recently watched several documentaries and films featuring childbirth. And I wonder what it is that makes humans put themselves through agony and then forget the pain and even claim to enjoy the entire experience and do it all over again. Childbirth, love… and running. The moment it’s over I feel great and start looking forward to the next one. But the whole time I’m running I’m loaaaathing it. Well maybe not all the time. But a large chunk of it!
My (expensive and flashy) BlackBerry fell out my pocket and I stepped on it (nice scratches), then it kept trying to play slow girly music at the same time as my “DJ Podrunner” 140bpm electro mix. I guess those distractions weren’t as bad as I thought though, as I scored 100%! I may have my doubts about the scoring system on miCoach but I don’t care, seeing 100% on the screen was well worth it!
After my run I did a workout video. It’s terrifying how much strength I’ve lost this winter. Now I’m weak as a kitteh and going to do nothing all day! Boss has offered to pay for a massage as my neck is screwed after too much Photoshop, but I don’t think I can be bothered.