The World Has Become My Virtual Treadmill.
Hey cunts, hope all is well.
I remember how boring running on a treadmill seemed when I first started in 2010. I longed for a virtual reality machine that would let you don a headset and move around a realistic world.
Now I have that. I’m so happy just plodding around north London. I’ve averaged over 75k a week for the last 10 weeks and I finally feel like I can run faster, but I don’t want to. I want to build on my stamina and make jogging easier than walking.
Here’s my Garmin watch setup.
Every time I hear the bleep on my watch I celebrate. This time last year I became furious at myself if I ran a single mile slower than 9 minutes. I’d always be on edge and I inwardly hated running. It just seemed to make my life more stressful. When your life is already stressful, you need an escape otherwise something is likely to go wrong.
And running always has been my escape. When it stopped being that for me, I stopped doing it. That’s why stopping running for a while was probably a good thing with retrospect. I needed time to evaluate what I was doing with my life so I could come back stronger.
My start time for the London 2 Cambridge run is 9am so it looks unlikely that I’ll get there by midnight. All I need is a head torch and a positive attitude and I should hopefully be there by dawn!
Gonna spend a couple of days in Cambridge recovering too. Should be a good weekend.
Thanks to everyone who has sponsored me for the 100k so far. I’ve still loads of books available so if you want to throw £10 Mind’s way, I’ll send you a paperback.