I Ran 7 Miles Today After Deciding Not To Run At All. Plus I Hate Christmas.
I’ve been beyond lazy this weekend. I was meant to go on a massive comeback long run, but I slept from 11pm last night until 2pm this afternoon, making it extremely difficult to co-ordinate a long run.
But still. I fucking managed a run. 7 miles. All of it hurt after the last week of sloth and illness.
It was a terrible run. A horrible run. The wind was a major factor in it all. The last 3.5 miles in particular were spent running into the wind. The wind was relentless and it made the entire run feel like shit.
But it was still a run.
71 miles for the month. 29 miles more and I’ll have hit my year target of running over 100 miles every month in 2012.
I Don’t Like Christmas, But I Do Love The Holidays.
I’ve been on a bit of a downer this week in truth as I don’t really enjoy Christmas. I find it hard to get into the spirit of things and I spend most of the time trying to at least feign some spirit so I don’t come across as some major killjoy.
I’ve felt like biting back about the whole religion thing too as things have been kicking off in Northern Ireland again and it makes me hate religion and tribalism all the more.
I was out earlier and was staring up at the sky thinking of all of the possibilities of life that could exist in the Universe and how we, as a Christian country would react and respond to future alien subjects.
For instance, how would we broach the subject of an ultimate Christ Saviour to a fearless civilisation with 12 vaginas and 4 cocks per body with their own valid array of conspiracies, faith systems and conjecture about the origins of the Universe?
As a country we rely on a small world theory for our cultural identity as much as Christians rely on a small Universe theory to propagate an agenda of fear and intimidation sugarcoated with salvation.
There’s nothing to be scared of really out there.
Apart from ourselves and our own laziness.
But today, I won that war. Even if it was only a minor victory. A victory is a victory ultimately. It can give you the momentum to do even greater shit tomorrow.