A Very Difficult 8 Mile Run Today That Was Marred By A Tramp.
My God I’m so glad I’m starting back into work again on Monday. This week I spent most of my time either sleeping or running and as much as I love both, I’ve been doing each a little too much recently.
I did 8 miles earlier this afternoon and it really hurt. I’m worried that 4 weeks of relatively intense training has fucked up my body. My left leg in particular is very stiff and I’m wondering if I should run at all tomorrow.
I’ve been sticking to a pretty strict diet recently too. I’ve tried to keep my calorie consumption to below 1,000 before 8pm in the evening. Then I’ll typically have a big dinner before bed.
Tonight I had half of a doner kebab as my main meal and it was absolutely awful. I went out for a few in Camden earlier but I just couldn’t handle the noise. I ended up back home earlier than anticipated so I bought the kebab and a can of Kopparberg.
Kebabs only really taste nice when you’re off your head on beer or whiskey. This one was truly terrible. Some guy was sick outside the restaurant too which should have served as a bad omen.
So I’m writing this post in the comfort of my own bed wondering what lies ahead for me in the near future. I guess any surprises down the line are gonna be pleasant ones. I spent months trying to get settled here and now that I have finally managed it I can focus on my fitness.
I’m so relieved that I lost the last few pounds that I’ve been trying to shed now for 4 years. It is great being in a position where you’re confident about yourself and your body. It makes heading to the gym less traumatic.
When I was jogging up through Edmonton today an alcoholic fellow carrying a can of Skol Super started jogging along to try to make fun of me. I ignored him completely. In the past that would have picked through my insecurities and made me lash out verbally.
I said nothing though.
I just jogged on and smiled at him. He obviously was bored and my wacky head brightened up his day.
He’s probably so drunk now that he’s been arrested for trying to fuck a Stagecoach. All the best to him.
Tomorrow I’m gonna do one final weigh in and provide you with an update on the book. I’ll see you then!