Day 814: Running Again

First run since… SEPTEMBER? That seems unlikely but looking at Strava, which was my running logger, it seems that way. I can’t see I’ve really remembered any runs in October/November, so maybe.

Six months away! It felt good, but it was 3k and then I packed it in. 5k in two days, then up to my 10ks next week. I bought some exceptionally cheap (but good) running shoes, so on the recommendation of the salesperson — who, admittedly, is there to make sales — bought two pairs, to wear in alternation so Pair A can rest while I wear Pair B, which apparently makes them last longer overall.

Off to take the cat to the vet! Last day of vacation: crack away at the book, do my taxes, clean the basement. “Chop wood haul water,” right?

Day 792: Waiting for the Run

It’s March, and I feel spring coming in the next month or so — I am in desperate need of shoes, but by and large am really looking forward to running again. I’m ready!

I’ve never been a winter runner, and Kingston sidewalks really don’t support winter running either, at least in my part of town: the city does its best, but we tend to get snow-rain-freeze combinations that result in ice all over the place. I broke my foot once, I don’t want to break my hip.

So I’m counting down to running weather and really looking forward to it. Whoo!

Day 603: Running Again, Still Thinkin’ Thoughts

6k this morning; not sensational, not terrible, but it’s good to be back on my feet. I’m going to keep thinkin’ my thinky thoughts; there’s lots to think about these days, and not really stuff I can share here (not yet, at least).

Nothing terrible! Just things I can’t share because they’re not entirely my things to share.

Good to be back on the exercise. Next up: food tracking again…

Day 542: I Got Lost

Streets in Kingston are weird, and some of them curve in unexpected ways; one of the main streets in town also starts out on an east-west axis and then over time becomes north-south. So I got lost on my run this morning! I don’t regret it, but an 8-10 k became a 12+ as I realized I’d actually been going in the wrong direction for a while.

It had already been a sloggy run — up since 3:45 for Cat Reasons, a latish night last night for Volunteer Reasons — so what was a low-energy run turned into a walk for the last kilometre. Again, no regrets — just running a little behind and a bit worried about energy for the rest of the day.

Coffee up!

Day 535: Friend Runs

Back to running with my friend Andrew in the morning — motivating, especially when I’m not feeling super into exercise. Having somebody waiting for you gets you out of the house!

Social contact is… good. I socialize plenty at work, and sometimes I convince myself that that’s all the social life I need. But Marisa and I had a great time with friends on Saturday, and just running and chatting is good. I’m a kind of introvert, married to another kind of introvert, so we tend to cocoon.


Day 528: Short run, good chores

Faffed about on my phone this morning so got a short run in, then when I got home thought no, that won’t do and set about some outside chores I’ve been meaning to tend to. Stump-killing with epsom salt! Look it up.

I’ve been having a weird time of it lately. Sobriety’s been on lock, but it’s been hard to get my head into a routine of good exercise and a sensible bedtime. I did get back on the checklist yesterday, which is great. It’s more of an anchor than I give it credit for, and the just 15 minutes of ukulele a night is showing results. I need to get back to the banjo.

I read an interesting thing this morning about diet — somebody saying they were a 220 pound person and needed to eat like a 180 pound person. That seems like a sensible idea if not taken to extremes. It also gives you an abstract mental checkpoint that isn’t negative… it’s not “don’t eat that, fatty, you’re terrible,” and it’s not “arrgh I’m dieting,” you’re eating… aspirationally. I kind of like that.


Day 518: Wife Race Day

My wife is running in Beat Beethoven today with a friend. She does not hope to Beat Beethoven — that’s an 8k in under 50 minutes, and will only be the second 8k she’s ever run. But she’s happy and excited to try!

I’m excited for her. She’s really gotten into running over the past few years, and it’s super cool how much she’s taken to it.

A great day yesterday on my end; good yardwork done, and fixed a fence after some trees got chopped down. Chores today are packed a mile deep, I need to make veggie broth, update the Tiniest Gallery… there’s a list.

So it’s a race morning, but then a jam-packed afternoon. Off to the races!

Day 514: First 10K of 2018

It took a while to get back on this — I was running 12ks in April of 2017, so I’m definitely behind last year in terms of performance. And man, did it wipe me out. The last 2k was hell. But at least I’m back on it.

Time to start arcing back up to those 12 and 14ks, I guess. It’s hard to do when you’re doing it, but it feels real good when you stop…

On top of food logging and exercise; back to the checklists as well. It’s a good “keep on keepin’ on” week.


Day 502: Spousal Runnings

It’s nice to exercise with your partner. It’s not the most intense run I can have, but it’s good to spend the time together, mutually encouraging, and a lot of fun!

Heavy on the food yesterday, due to Toronto chain Fat Burrito opening in Kingston and offering, well, fat burritos. Vegan as well, which is great for my wife! And then the burritos were slow so they gave us free churros. What are you gonna do? More incentive to run.

Next week is a vacation week for me — the big adventure is going to be designated driving with some friends to a Mastodon show in New York state, and otherwise house stuff. No specific plans yet, but it’ll be a lot of yard stuff, I suspect.


Day 487: Slow Run, Foster Time

Short run this morning — and a slow one. I really need to train back up! I think it’ll be a short ramp to 10k, but I definitely need to run that ramp.

Still enjoying fostering, but it. takes. time. I’m in with the l’il dude about 45-60 minutes a day, just sitting and paying attention to him. And it’s a chunk out of my day, but when I think of it from the cat’s perspective, he’s alone a LOT and while I don’t have a ton of time to spare, it’s important to make it for the l’il fella.

Food, tracking, back on track. Checklist is next.