Sometime in November 2021. OK, clearly it’s been a busy and eventful month.
Started November challenge. Failed November challenge. Mental head started to spiral out of control. Didn’t realise.
In among all of this, I’ve picked up running. Or as you recall from an earlier entry, my version of running called jog-a-walk-a-run. (JAWAR – LOL)
I have been slowly improving my stats on the 4.2kms run around the estate. Dropped my time from 41 minutes to 33 (don’t you dare diss me, if you’re a regular runner – I’m still getting into this, ok!) So yes, down to just under 33 minutes, my oxygen level intake is improving, my stride, my overall fitness, are all improving, if the Huawei watch is to be believed.
Anyhow, after hurting my legs the other night, running has been off the table for nearly a week. And now it’s cold. However, I seem to be determined and dare I say it disciplined recently. Since the meltdown, I’ve been out, walking every single day.
But this, this running session was 48 hours before meltdown. Saturday, spent the day with girlfriends – shopping. So already walked around 10k steps.
Then about 8pm I decide I need a walk, as you do. I did the 4.2km loop around – walking not running, but it wasn’t enough.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t breathe physically; but I just felt like I couldn’t get enough air in my lungs. I get that from time to time. No matter how much I breathe, I just can’t get a breath. It probably doesn’t make sense, but it’s the best I can do at explaining that feeling.
So I carried on, I kept on walking – Run Forset Run, or walk me, walk.
By the time I was done, I’ve done 12kms and it was well after 10pm. I still felt like I didn’t have enough air in my lungs, but at that point I was just tired, and it was more the physical tiredness that propelled me to go home, rather than anything else.
I’m not entirely sure what got into me, other than having the time and being better organised. When I told my friend M recently that I’ve taken up running on more regular basis, she nearly fell of her chair. To be honest, she’s no less surprised than I am.
So, yeah, that’s the latest on the exercise.
Oh yeah, and in the process – through hard work, let’s admit the truth here – finally shifted 2lb of the recent weight gain.
Right, it’s 6pm now. Time for a walk I think. Still not up to running, but I can do a couple of loops around the estate.
See ya.
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