Crap run this morning. Set out to do five miles, had to turn back after two. Crippling stomach-ache. Tried to keep going but couldn't. Had to turn and walk back.
Not sure how to explain this. I do feel really out of shape at the moment (since leaving for France). Is it possible for this to happen in the space of four days? It's weird. Running this morning felt like what I imagine it would feel like if I'd pulled on my shoes and set off without having done any exercise for two months. Maybe something to do with a change in diet and eating times on holiday. G's cooking, although delicious (apart from last night's very rare duck....) is extremely rich, heavy and calorific and we always eat really late in the evening (literally about 11pm) as it takes him all night to cook it. He is an obsessive foodie in every sense of the word. Normally, I never eat later than about 7pm and normally I eat my main meal in the middle of the day.
And I'm not sure I like running in the mornings. Every time I do it, which admittedly is not very often, it always feels twice as hard. This morning Glyn and I got up early and went straight away and within about half a mile I felt all wrong. My breathing was really laboured and I just felt exhausted. I never feel like this when I run in the evenings. I suppose you just get used to it in the end if you do it often enough. But now I feel on a bit of a downer and will have to go out again tonight to make up for it.
Another thing I've decided is that I don't like running with other people. In fact, I hate it, and I don't think I'm going to do it again. Nothing personal against anyone but I've noticed that it makes me feel so anxious that I never enjoy it. I always say to people 'just run off ahead' but they always say 'oh no, let's run together' and then about five minutes later say 'actually, I can't run this slow...' and run off on their own to 'stretch their legs out' which is what I wish they'd just do in the first place. I know it's stupid to worry about it but I can't seem to help it. I prefer to just be alone.
2 x miles.
Not sure how to explain this. I do feel really out of shape at the moment (since leaving for France). Is it possible for this to happen in the space of four days? It's weird. Running this morning felt like what I imagine it would feel like if I'd pulled on my shoes and set off without having done any exercise for two months. Maybe something to do with a change in diet and eating times on holiday. G's cooking, although delicious (apart from last night's very rare duck....) is extremely rich, heavy and calorific and we always eat really late in the evening (literally about 11pm) as it takes him all night to cook it. He is an obsessive foodie in every sense of the word. Normally, I never eat later than about 7pm and normally I eat my main meal in the middle of the day.
And I'm not sure I like running in the mornings. Every time I do it, which admittedly is not very often, it always feels twice as hard. This morning Glyn and I got up early and went straight away and within about half a mile I felt all wrong. My breathing was really laboured and I just felt exhausted. I never feel like this when I run in the evenings. I suppose you just get used to it in the end if you do it often enough. But now I feel on a bit of a downer and will have to go out again tonight to make up for it.
Another thing I've decided is that I don't like running with other people. In fact, I hate it, and I don't think I'm going to do it again. Nothing personal against anyone but I've noticed that it makes me feel so anxious that I never enjoy it. I always say to people 'just run off ahead' but they always say 'oh no, let's run together' and then about five minutes later say 'actually, I can't run this slow...' and run off on their own to 'stretch their legs out' which is what I wish they'd just do in the first place. I know it's stupid to worry about it but I can't seem to help it. I prefer to just be alone.
2 x miles.
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