W6D3 - the end of that walking lark

From now on in, it's 25 minute or more runs. I did my first today, and for the first time, I felt like I had my breathing sorted, my pace right - everything just clicked. I reversed my route, which made it marginally more interesting, but I think I'm going to have to branch off that E Finchley route, even at the risk of running into demi-hills.

This is it. I think I can run. Holy fuck.

I kicked the fucking arse off that W5 20 minute run

That's the kind of thing that people write on the message board. I totally see why - I ran the last five minutes of that run thinking of all the people I could text to tell them I'd done it, and exactly how I'd phrase it on Twitter. (I didn't put it on though - is there anything more annoying than getting updates on people's fitness regimes? But I will. I'm getting ever more impressed with myself, and I'm very unlikely to continue being quiet about it).

Speaking of not being quiet about it - have I mentioned how completely productive running has made me? Up and running at 10am on a Sunday, followed by manic tidying, a Tesco trip, a birthday present buying trip, email sending, making lunch for the forth coming week - I'm like some kind of Stepford Wife on crack. And I drink less, thanks to the fact that I feel fucking awful if I try and run after a drink.

Ha ha, go me. I'm so awesome.

Hoo-boy. This week - totally terrifying

Run one: I run 5 minutes, walk 3, run 5, walk 3, run 5, walk.

Run two: Run 8, walk 5, run 8.

ARGH.

Run 3: Run 20. Seriously. 20.

It's not like I don't finish the runs at the moment thinking 'oh god, I really really think I'm going to die'. So, how exactly am I going to get through this 20 minute run? Hmmm? HMMMM?

Completely mystifyingly, the subsequent weeks don't involve as much running. Am I running to a typo? How can this be? What to do?

So. Many. Questions.

I did it! Also, not a ho.

I nailed that one, and it honestly was the longest time I've run since I was a kid. And they're right, there's a three minute barrier, and once you break through that, it gets easier.

Questionable music choices though - the songs seemed designed to wind me up. You's a Ho was a particular highlight. See:

"You got a run in your panty-Hos
Even your daddy knows
that you sucking down chocolate like daddy-os
Your Hos are ho-rrible, ho-rendous
On taxes ya'll writin' off, Hos as dependents
I see the Ho-rizon, It ain't surprisin'
It's just a Ho-asis, with ugly chicks faces"

Bad news is, I can feel myself getting ill, and I'm pretty sure the only reason I could do yesterday was because I was not dehydrated, not tired and the picture of health. Now I feel snotty, bunged up and headache-y.

W4 D1: I'm a bit scared of this one

This plan looks like something that someone who ran would do. And the last run I did was five days ago, and it was HELL. HELL in a HANGOVER.

But I can DO THIS. I will RUN the HOLY CRAP out of this run. Oh yes I will.

Really I'm a Thundercat

I don't know why I haven't alway listened to hip hop. I mean, there are gems like this:

"They be like 'he' the man', when really I'm a Thundercat"

See also: "My rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin"

Indeed.

Also, I totally ran the shit out of a W3D1. Now to try and fit in two more runs this week...