Fark! I left my makeup bag at work today!!! Tomorrow is going to be ugly. Literally.
The cat is really struggling (she is 17 and had her ear amputated last week). It is funny (and not in an amusing way) how you take the little things for granted. Cats LOVE to groom (bit like me) - poor Stone cannot get her paws to her mouth because of her "Cone of Silence" as it has become known. So we are doing hourly bed baths. Cats are clean creatures and don't like their Snappy Tom around their Cone of Silence. I guess I may never have to look after elderly parents on account of eloping overseas, but I may be in charge of a Aged Cat with dribbling issues. Her purrbox is still working though, and she is now sleeping on my bed (totally unheard of before) and snuggling up. I just need to make sure the Snappy Tom is all wiped up before bedtime....urghhh!!
Running. Well, on Sunday I thought a "long" run would be in order. I managed 9km. Which is "longer" than my weekday runs. But not quite adequate. Where is my mojo? The realisation that I am shite really has taken away any great urge to do anything other than plod along. Plus all my running friends are dropping like flies. Moving overseas, moving to ski fields, breaking legs, finding God, getting boyfriends, it is criminal. The Back of the Pack is just me and some woman who goes on about Cane Toads. Give me 26km of THAT I TELL YOU.
Anyway, last two weeks I have managed 4 runs per week, which is pretty good given the travel, and the getting accustomed to new job, as well as working longer hours. So 4 runs is ok. I am getting up at 5.30 every morning which kinda shatters me at the weekend. I don't have to do this, but it gets my run out of the way and I really like the way my day goes after a morning run.
This week, I hope to maintain the 4 runs but make the "long" run longer. I need a running partner for the weekends. But not Cane Toad lady.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Juggling
It seems the busier I am, the more organised I become.
The new job involves more travel every day and more hours. In return, I get to play with nice people all day, do interesting stuff and be challenged. Sometimes I have come home a bit brain fried but it is really good - so happy little vegemites make time to go out running and the whole happiness thing compounds itself - so I am finding myself in a really good, if not challenged, and busy space at the moment.
Last week I managed my four runs clocking up a massive (ahem) 30km of running, but was happy with that, and hoping to gradually ramp up the distance each week - I just love how it makes me feel (usually afterwards) and my cheeks are glowing this morning after an early morning run with the HC.
My knowledge of Australian politics has stepped up a notch with The Liddells spending Saturday night at the Labour Club in Randwick. I just hung out with my nerdy friends and watched the goings on. Actually, there was free drink and so we didn't talk much about Politics, which was ok. Carmen gave me a quick "Politics 101" before we left (ie Julia is Labour, Tony is Liberal) and so armed with that depth of knowledge, I felt comfortable about stepping right into the middle of it. The only thing I can say about the whole night was:
1. Peter Garrett is a very tall man
2. It's "US Forces GIVE the nod" not "US Forces GET the nod"
3. When asked to choose over Alien vs Predator, Peter Garrett chose Alien (yes we asked the hard hitting questions).
So, this weekend the plan is Woodford to Glenbrook to Woodford, 40km, that is, if Mr T can organise his lazy bones to get up here. If left to my own devices I might be tempted to cut that a wee bit short.
But, all in all, life is good, very good indeed.
The new job involves more travel every day and more hours. In return, I get to play with nice people all day, do interesting stuff and be challenged. Sometimes I have come home a bit brain fried but it is really good - so happy little vegemites make time to go out running and the whole happiness thing compounds itself - so I am finding myself in a really good, if not challenged, and busy space at the moment.
Last week I managed my four runs clocking up a massive (ahem) 30km of running, but was happy with that, and hoping to gradually ramp up the distance each week - I just love how it makes me feel (usually afterwards) and my cheeks are glowing this morning after an early morning run with the HC.
My knowledge of Australian politics has stepped up a notch with The Liddells spending Saturday night at the Labour Club in Randwick. I just hung out with my nerdy friends and watched the goings on. Actually, there was free drink and so we didn't talk much about Politics, which was ok. Carmen gave me a quick "Politics 101" before we left (ie Julia is Labour, Tony is Liberal) and so armed with that depth of knowledge, I felt comfortable about stepping right into the middle of it. The only thing I can say about the whole night was:
1. Peter Garrett is a very tall man
2. It's "US Forces GIVE the nod" not "US Forces GET the nod"
3. When asked to choose over Alien vs Predator, Peter Garrett chose Alien (yes we asked the hard hitting questions).
So, this weekend the plan is Woodford to Glenbrook to Woodford, 40km, that is, if Mr T can organise his lazy bones to get up here. If left to my own devices I might be tempted to cut that a wee bit short.
But, all in all, life is good, very good indeed.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
The Moon, Venus, Mars and Saturn, all snuggled up, watching over us....
Hello!! Remember me?!!
Been a while between blog entries and between runs! This week I managed 2 whole runs. Not exactly the kind of training one would expect two weeks out from a 35km trail race. But, what the heck? I don't really mind - this time last year a little dose of swine flu prevented me from doing this run, this year, sheer lack of training looks like it is having it's way with me. But to be honest, I am not really all that bothered.
M7 showed me that despite training hard, running consistently and working on speed - I am still shite at running. That is ok. I still enjoy it - but I just need to remember my shiteness and not get ideas in my head about PB's running faster and the like.
So, why no running? Well for about three weeks I think I might have been in shock after I walked out of my job one Thursday morning. Jobs are important to me, and that sudden wrench was absolutely the right thing to do, but I just couldn't believe that I had done it, and the implications of NO MONTHLY SALARY scared the living shite out of me. Truly.
Three weeks on I look back and think - I should have done it much earlier. I have a job that I totally LOVE now, I feel challenged again and am working with lovely people and a lovely company and realise how much I missed a commercial environment.
The challenge now is to fit the running back in. For some reason though, it isn't that important at the moment. So I will run with that. I am really enjoying my early morning runs with Simon - for a while there my fitness was ok and I felt like I could keep up with him - now when I come home from running with him I feel like puking - it puts me outside my comfort zone in terms of speed, but I quite like that (afterwards!!!). I am too proud to ask him to slow down though. It is definately good training for me, and the little loop that we do has one mean hill early on, which never fails to test me. (Well, both of us, judging by his huffng and puffing).
Challenge for next week is four runs in the week. I have negotiated a later start time to miss the traffic, so I have no excuses.
Next weekend is Willy to Billy - do I run it, or do I just let it go? Not sure. I will be happy to have completed it afterwards, but I know it will not be a good time. Does that matter? No. None of my times are good anyway! It's being out there and having fun that counts. Damn it, I will do it!!!
It is going to be a fun week, life has just been so unexpected and strange lately, but in the same breath it has been challenging and rewarding and enlightening and I have to say I am REALLY enjoying the ride. You can't argue with that.
Been a while between blog entries and between runs! This week I managed 2 whole runs. Not exactly the kind of training one would expect two weeks out from a 35km trail race. But, what the heck? I don't really mind - this time last year a little dose of swine flu prevented me from doing this run, this year, sheer lack of training looks like it is having it's way with me. But to be honest, I am not really all that bothered.
M7 showed me that despite training hard, running consistently and working on speed - I am still shite at running. That is ok. I still enjoy it - but I just need to remember my shiteness and not get ideas in my head about PB's running faster and the like.
So, why no running? Well for about three weeks I think I might have been in shock after I walked out of my job one Thursday morning. Jobs are important to me, and that sudden wrench was absolutely the right thing to do, but I just couldn't believe that I had done it, and the implications of NO MONTHLY SALARY scared the living shite out of me. Truly.
Three weeks on I look back and think - I should have done it much earlier. I have a job that I totally LOVE now, I feel challenged again and am working with lovely people and a lovely company and realise how much I missed a commercial environment.
The challenge now is to fit the running back in. For some reason though, it isn't that important at the moment. So I will run with that. I am really enjoying my early morning runs with Simon - for a while there my fitness was ok and I felt like I could keep up with him - now when I come home from running with him I feel like puking - it puts me outside my comfort zone in terms of speed, but I quite like that (afterwards!!!). I am too proud to ask him to slow down though. It is definately good training for me, and the little loop that we do has one mean hill early on, which never fails to test me. (Well, both of us, judging by his huffng and puffing).
Challenge for next week is four runs in the week. I have negotiated a later start time to miss the traffic, so I have no excuses.
Next weekend is Willy to Billy - do I run it, or do I just let it go? Not sure. I will be happy to have completed it afterwards, but I know it will not be a good time. Does that matter? No. None of my times are good anyway! It's being out there and having fun that counts. Damn it, I will do it!!!
It is going to be a fun week, life has just been so unexpected and strange lately, but in the same breath it has been challenging and rewarding and enlightening and I have to say I am REALLY enjoying the ride. You can't argue with that.
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