Run off the weirdness

Today was my first run in just over a week. I decided to repeat the last stage of week 2 again as I hadn't jogged for so long BUT, I stepped up the pace a fair whack. I needed to run off the general weirdness of my day. Plus I was so tired when I got in, I could have slept right there and then so I figured I needed waking up.

It was a tad chilly as I set out but didn't feel ridiculously cold. I did my warm up without incident and set off at a reasonably swift (for a giant fat blob) pace. Well, bugger me, by run number 2 my head was belting and my throat was sore from sucking in arctic air. At the halfway point, I went through the familiar phase of 'what the hell am I doing out here in the dark and the freezing blody cold?' Once again, I had to remind myself of the answer - 'I'm out here because I don't want my scales to keep saying one at a time please each time I get on to weigh.' So off I set again at said pace when I realised sadly, coming up, was A HILL. Dun dun daah! Needless to say I was wheezing like an asthmatic Darth Vader by the time I got to the top of what, in reality, is a small incline rather than the aforementioned hill. I now have full blown ice cream headache and my throat is like Ghandis flip flop and I am still a mile from home. I also need a wee due to the cold but I am hoping that dehydration will cause it to retract as weeing oneself would only be warm for a matter of seconds. The last run was actually gonig quite well until I hit an ice patch on the road I was running up and proceeded to skate (not gracefully and with full blown windmill arms) for what seemed like a mile but was probably only a foot. Thank god there were no cars at the time as I was still running on the road at that point. I got home without further incident and went to have a quick glance at the temperature on the weather station as I thought it unusual for the road to freeze that early in the evening.... -2.8! I am certifiable. Who the hell runs in the dark in -2.8????? What sort of crazy person does that?!!!

Bright side, I was trying out a new pair of trainers - Karrimoor trail running shoes. Amazing. Loved them. And they were only £26! Someone (you know who you are) said to me today that the expensive trainers were always the best. Bollocks. My other pair are Nikes, despite the wear they now have, they were never this comfortable.

Oh and the Birthday Bunny has finished his birthday donut and is now lying in the crumbs :)