running...

I can't get myself to do the 9 km I'm supposed to do this week. That 13 km run last week took all my energy for running! But here's how I'm thinking - I did well over 10K, which was my ultimate goal anyway, so I know the knee is ok for it. So if I keep up the running (at least 5 km each time) I should be ok, right? One day I will do 9 and then 10 km, but at the moment it's too long. I get bored! So until I figure out an entertaining way of running/sort myself out, I will just keep it up. Also need to figure out those intervals...last obstacle in this training.

Today I did something I'm proud of. Thursday mornings I have a horrible class. Horrible, horrible, horrible. 3 hours Japanese with the Witch. I always get depressed before, during and after. I also felt I have no time for myself, for relaxing, reading or even proper studying. Weird, seeing as I do nothing. Anyway, I decided to 'treat' myself to a coffee shop session, i.e. a large cup of coffee and a book. So after class, instead of heading to the gym as per usual, I went to one of my favourite coffee shops here, took my studies of Japanese literature, had a big cup and a waffle cookie (my god that was good!) and sat there with no conception of time whatsoever (I also forgot my cell). It was so good. When I'd finished my coffee and exhausted my attention span for studies, I simply went home with full intention of running - if I still had time before the next class. Turns out I did. It would have been so easy just to say 'meh, don't have time' but I had some food, then put on the running trousers and went out for 30 mins run (distance to be calculated). Win-win situation: a. I got my me-time coffee shop session, b. I didn't have to feel incarcerated in the gym, c. got fresh air and one of this week's runnings.

Proud me, even if it wasn't the 9 km I'm supposed to do. Did some mini-intervals as well to try the knee, and it felt fine. Slow and steady, m'lady. It will be interesting to see how this good flow will be broken down eventually. Positive me, eh?

x

ps. I've somehow managed to get fat. Not even funny any more. I must have gained so much fat. Quite impressive considering I work out 3-4 times a week (and proper stuff too!) and live in a country with the healthiest food in the world. Go me?