Am now back in lovely Metuchen. It's much colder than home, but crisp and dry. Woke up this morning, pulled aside the curtain next to my bed and looked out upon a typical American autumnal scene. Multicoloured leaves fluttering to the ground, yellow school buses driving past, joggers in baseball caps, low slung cables from clapboard house to clapboard house, and the 'woooo-woooo' sound of trains going past in the distance. The sky is totally blue and I'm looking forward to going out for my run.
Kristy and Alex are at work now and I was planning on getting up early this morning and heading straight into Manhattan, but decided that my average four hours per night sleep of the last week have been causing major deficiencies and I really needed to catch up. So I'll go into the city tomorrow. I've been feeling a bit sniffly the last couple of days and if I get a cold now I'll be in a really bad mood. I literally have not had a cold for about five years. Also have enormous grey bags - refuse sacks - under my eyes and look about 345 years old. Didn't sleep on the plane as a five year old girl sitting behind me thought it would be really good fun to kick and shake my seat for seven hours.
Journey from JFK to New Jersey was far less painful than I'd imagined. It only took 45 minutes to get to Penn Station on the train, and another half hour to here. Total journey was just under two hours and I thought it might take about four. And I slept really well too. Amazing. So feeling relatively refreshed right now.
I didn't go out for my final trail run on Sunday as I promised in my last post. I know I said come rain or shine, but there is rain and then there is rain. On Sunday the weather was unlike anything I'd seen for ages down in Brighton. I couldn't see about two inches from my face, it was so intense. Not to mention the wind. I didn't enjoy the day though as I spent all of it um-ing and ah-ing about whether to go, and feeling guilty.
Monday did a hills workout. It was really tough, and the hills weren't even that steep. I don't know why I find these so hard. Just need to do more of them I suppose, and get fitter.
Tonight I am going to a Halloween Superstore (!) to attempt to find something to wear to this party on Saturday after the race. Anything goes apparently, so I'm thinking of going as an injured runner. Then I probably won't need to make much of an effort. Last night we went to a mall (this is not a particularly big town but the mall was like a super dooper Bluewater but double the size) and there were quite a few shops selling costumes. If I wanted to go as a french maid, a sexy nun, a saucy angel or a vampish vampire I'd be laughing. I'm veering more towards a big white sheet with eye-holes though.
Monday:
5.85k / approx 40 mins hills.
Kristy and Alex are at work now and I was planning on getting up early this morning and heading straight into Manhattan, but decided that my average four hours per night sleep of the last week have been causing major deficiencies and I really needed to catch up. So I'll go into the city tomorrow. I've been feeling a bit sniffly the last couple of days and if I get a cold now I'll be in a really bad mood. I literally have not had a cold for about five years. Also have enormous grey bags - refuse sacks - under my eyes and look about 345 years old. Didn't sleep on the plane as a five year old girl sitting behind me thought it would be really good fun to kick and shake my seat for seven hours.
Journey from JFK to New Jersey was far less painful than I'd imagined. It only took 45 minutes to get to Penn Station on the train, and another half hour to here. Total journey was just under two hours and I thought it might take about four. And I slept really well too. Amazing. So feeling relatively refreshed right now.
I didn't go out for my final trail run on Sunday as I promised in my last post. I know I said come rain or shine, but there is rain and then there is rain. On Sunday the weather was unlike anything I'd seen for ages down in Brighton. I couldn't see about two inches from my face, it was so intense. Not to mention the wind. I didn't enjoy the day though as I spent all of it um-ing and ah-ing about whether to go, and feeling guilty.
Monday did a hills workout. It was really tough, and the hills weren't even that steep. I don't know why I find these so hard. Just need to do more of them I suppose, and get fitter.
Tonight I am going to a Halloween Superstore (!) to attempt to find something to wear to this party on Saturday after the race. Anything goes apparently, so I'm thinking of going as an injured runner. Then I probably won't need to make much of an effort. Last night we went to a mall (this is not a particularly big town but the mall was like a super dooper Bluewater but double the size) and there were quite a few shops selling costumes. If I wanted to go as a french maid, a sexy nun, a saucy angel or a vampish vampire I'd be laughing. I'm veering more towards a big white sheet with eye-holes though.
Monday:
5.85k / approx 40 mins hills.
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