Knew it was gonna be a rough run. Distance wasn’t an option. Really, only wanted to duplicate my previous one. I did. Travelled 2.35K in 10 minutes, plenty far, plenty fast for now. And again, jogging back was pleasant, very relaxed. Caught up to a couple of runners nearing home. Am I the only one still sporting summer gear?
Protein smoothie. Shower. Pop a pill. Appt. w/ Dr. Harry. Wish me luck y’all!
Finally cut my hair. It’s been months since last time … and after my 1 hour and 20 minute appt. w/ my hairdresser, felt it was worthy of a selfie. Who/what’s prettier, my haircut or that red rose, lol?! 😛
My first run in over a week! Eight days exactly … last run was Sept. 28th … I never miss more than one day (ok, maybe missed two consecutive days once or twice, but that’s it), so to be outta running commission so long tells ya how I felt. I’m still on antibiotics, and I have to go back next week for my “medical procedure” (is all I’m gonna say ’bout that), and I’ve been feeling so dragged down, so faint, so tired – now, I’m not sure if it’s the infection, or all these meds making me weak? I didn’t know what to expect today, and when I started running, after only 100m my legs felt like rubber, but I persisted. Imagine my surprise, hearing my 5:00 minute audio cue, and I was further along my route than 99% of my previous first calls! And my 2K time was my 3rd fastest ever! Don’t misunderstand, I was still weak … truth be told, I was reaching into my pocket, fumbling with my phone, and inadvertently hit stop on RunKeeper – I was planning on at least reaching the 3K mark before I stopped, so I was a bit premature, lol. Good enough!
I stood there, admiring my accomplishment (I’m still in awe, when taking everything into consideration. Plus it was very humid – my glasses were fogged up, lol). I then turned around, and jogged home – comfortably, but at a steady. A nice to be back 5K run … and it was plenty … oh, and on top of everything – I had a bird in the oven … a practice Thanksgiving turkey, and I didn’t want to be out too long ‘ncase it needed tending to, lol!
quick run
negative splits
… the infection, the bacteria … I’m hopped-up on some serious hard core shit! Which now means, I have even more unpleasant side-effects to deal with. And no, it’s not the discolouration of my urine and feces that I’m talking about, it’s the strict adherence to ten straight days of not allowing any beer entering my system that I find most worrisome and disconcerting. Very unpleasant, indeed!! 😥
… LOL! He just up and left – leaving us all alone … ya know what they say, “when the fat cat’s away … “! Has yer Mayor – the ruler of yer roost ever done that? Headed down to Austin for a few days on a so called business trip involving checking out local bar bands … leaving ya to fuck around, doing what pleases ya, lol?! That’s my Mayor!! 😆
Haven’t ran all month. SEE, I told ya it was bad, lol! In rough shape y’all … presently am taking two different antibiotics. Have another ℞ at the ready, for back-up! Taking Advil (only) for pain … I refuse to take painkillers – if I can help it/stand it! Codeine? Umm thanks, but no thanks! And, while I know I have more shitty days ahead … am finally happy/relieved my man Dr. Harry (long time no see btw – oh, and thanks for the eight bucks too, lol) is in my corner after today’s consult. Just watch, I’ll be back to my cheery, energetic … wonderful (?, lol) self in no time *fingers crossed*! 😆
… today’s 4:20 … and I NEVER 4:20 either btw … no painkillers remember – herbal included, lol …
I’ve been hittin’ the dueces hard lately … and now five in a row … holy-frickin-mike-n-moly … gimme a break, ain’t no way it’s a coinkidink … it’s gotta mean somethin’! I’ll figure it out … and when I do, I’ll get back to ya …
God, I hate this fucking place!!
Not that July, or August weren’t filled with good runs – they were. Seems like in September, I kicked it up a notch, and was particularly good. I set five PRs during the month … all within a nineteen day span! Plenty chuffed with myself!
Sept. 5 – 1M – 6:23
Sept. 6 – 10K – 45:12
Sept. 14 – 5K – 21:44
Sept. 16 – 4K – 17:05
Sept. 23 – 21.1K – 1:41:03
good old Sunday morning, bells are ringing everywhere
you’re my blue sky, you’re my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way
turn your love my way, yeah
manly men eats … and, i ain’t joking! huge hunks of meat, chunks of fresh bread, that’s it. it’s fill yer plate, and feed yer face … miss manners would shit her britches! oh, and lots of booze. and, although i wasn’t allowed to leave hungry – my friend armtwistedinsisted i stay for eats, i was somehow (surprisingly) able to deflect countless gratis offers of all kinds of drinks from the guys … even brandy, yep, def manly manly, lol!
… at times I mean. Finding time, finding motivation! Didn’t have a chance to go for my run early this Saturday morning (as I prefer), and when I got back home after errands/appointments … I mentally struggled with missing a day, but I pushed myself, and still changed into my gear and hit the road … and STILL killed a 4K! But, throughout it all, didn’t feel strong, felt a bit weak in fact … and realized, it’s 1 o’clock in the afternoon, and all I’ve put in my belly today was coffee?! No nutrients, no protein, no nourishment … no wonder!! I was running on fumes … did I say I killed it?!
I tried all night not to break down and cry as the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror mirror on the wall sees my smile it fades again
Sometimes I wish to God I didn’t know now the things I didn’t know then
… and give me something to believe in
Friday morning 4K was a good run. Not crazy fast, but fast enough … but more importantly only 2 seconds separated all four kilometers. And since I ran my 4K run today, it also gave me a crack at my 1mile run … and yep, you guessed it – 6:30. Mister Consistency indeed!
Long Story! Here’s the short version: Trying to lend a helping hand to my friend, did him a solid today. Went to Hamilton on his business behalf! And while still early in the day, was done. Sweet! Hold yer Hamilton horses! Imagine my surprise when taking Barton E. exiting onto Red Hill Valley Pkwy expecting to take the ramp happily back home to my safe and sound Toronto, only to see it closed?! Bear in mind, at this point, traffic was at a dead-stop standstill. Looks like QEW Niagara here I come. Wait, luckily the Centennial Pkwy off-ramp that merges w/ RHVP Niagara bound was closed to traffic under the OPP‘s directive! We (anybody who didn’t want to keep driving to Niagara – I mean continuing being stuck in traffic) were permitted to swing our vehicles around, and drive up the exiting ramp in the WRONG direction. Anywhere you looked, all roads in sight weren’t moving! EVERYTHING, was a fucking mess (sorry; correction, this is Hamilton we’re talking about … MORE of a fucking mess, lol). Eventually, I got back onto Barton, and drove all the way through that shit part of the city, till I got my ass onto the 403 Toronto! For that unforgiving hour and a half, I was a held-against-my-will-hostage-Hamiltonian!
the consequences that were rendered
and it’s been awhile
since I’ve seen the way
the candles light your face
and it’s been awhile
but I can still remember
just the way you taste
… garbage day, recycling day run. Something comforting, relaxing … mentally preparing myself for my morning run as I’m walking back and forth, taking all my bins, garbage to the curb. Was a great run, felt strong, missed my PR by under 50 seconds … check out my last few splits. Had my playlist on repeat song, and of course I don’t dare waste time trying to correct it … was flying w/Â Linkin Park‘s Somewhere I Belong blaring in my ears for 36 minutes and 33 seconds for those 8K …
… LOL!! First words of his mouth when he saw me, after being away for the past year. Bal’s back in Canada now, but was in Dubai – he’s from that part of the world. It made me laugh, his choice of words. Yes, I lost weight, slimmed down, am looking good, am healthier. Thanks for noticing!
to give your love no matter what
is what she said
I love all of you
hurt by the cold
so hard and lonely too
when you don’t know yourself
my friends are so distressed
and standing on the brink of emptiness
no words I know of to express
this emptiness
find a way a way to be
you’re looking down again just let it be
wasting time like it was free
will you ever find where you’ll be
danistrulytheman 