Unofficially a blog that's been shut down, you might still find the occasional post here where I mention something about exercise, rant/comment on life, or post my amateur third-person poetry.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

venturing

I've had fewer walking miles this week as some schools are on their mid-term break, while others aren't. It's the first time in a few years that I've had mid-terms in different weeks, which is a bit of an irritation as it means not being able to get away anywhere for a few days. My neighbours are annoying the hell out of me! We live in a semi-detached house and they have been redecorating ... up to about 11pm in the evening. I can tolerate the sounds of hammering, drilling, paint rollers, sandpapering and doors slamming during the day (in addition to the screaming baby they leave out in the garden), but I think it's a bit too much to have to listen to that in the evening. In London, as a rule of thumb, during the hours of 7am and 11pm reasonable noise/sound is acceptable, so I suppose they're well within their rights, but after a week, it's getting on my nerves - this coming home to feel as if I live on a construction site.

Walking miles
Monday: 2
Tuesday: 4
Wednesday: 2
Thursday: 2
Friday: 4

Total: A paltry 14

Got back early from work yesterday so rather than listening to the aspiring property developers next door I went out for a run. The sun was setting already as I began, and I don't really like running in the cold and dark, but there was something nice in watching day transcend into night, as the last glimmers of light shied away behind the dark curtain, slowly-drawn from across the horizon. It was cold and despite thermals, gloves and a jacket I never got reasonably warm until about 40 minutes into the run. Keeping at a fairly even pace, I negotiated the big blimp on the landscape twice and eventually finished with 7 miles in an hour. Slightly off 8 mins/mile, but considering at my best I did 9km on the same route in 42:15 - and I'm not at my best, nor was too concerned with timings - I think that time and distance is acceptable (although only just).

Targets were to go above 10km, get reaccustomed to running in the cold and dark, and run for more than an hour - tick, tick, tick. Sounds like the knocking from next door.

Happy running, everyone!

"Grasp today with all your might. It is the tomorrow you feared yesterday."

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