To continue on the theme of yesterday, I've been thinking about food today. People who know me will not be surprised.
A comment on Facebook this morning started me off, someone jokingly commented Not sure you should be posting pictures of trainers and starting sentences with 'What I eat " and that got me thinking that for a lot of people exercise and NOT eating are intrinsically linked. For me, there's nothing better than finishing a session at the gym or a run, coming home & eating my breakfast / lunch / dinner. It stops the guilt when I decide to have chips. Don't get me wrong, I'm as obsessed as the next 30 something year old woman when it comes to the size of my jeans. I've tried diets, for about a day. Exercise is the only thing that's ever made me any thinner.
I'm not meant to be running today, my legs hurt this morning when I got out of bed & I feel tired. 5 miles tomorrow. My sister (who was once on the cover of a running magazine) is visiting this weekend, we are taking our mum to a spa in the Peak District so I'd really like to get the 5 miles out of the way before relaxing. This means another early run. The Kenyans at the Iten training camp get up every day at 5am to run. They sometimes run three times a day. I feel like a hero if I manage more than 3 runs in a week. The Kenyans also eat a lot of vegetables with this stuff called ugali. So this afternoon I have made a vegetable curry. And I'll be eating it later with rice, chapatti and popadoms. But still no beer.
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| Not quite Ugali.... |
I woke up before my 6:10am alarm this morning, I'd been dreaming of running! I got up, put my kit on straight away, did some stretches in the kitchen and then went straight out.
It was perfect weather for a run, not too warm, not cold, a little bit damp. No-one about. I felt like I had the streets to myself. I ran down Keddleston Road and by the time I got to Five Lamps I felt almost ok. I had my i-pod in. This is what I listened to:
Alive - Pearl Jam
Bang Bang Your Dead - Dirty Pretty Things
Raise Your Weapon - Deadmau5
Don't Mug Yourself - The Streets
Stellify - Ian Brown
Back to Black - Amy Winehouse
Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepsen
It was only 3 miles. I didn't stop and when I got home I felt pleased with myself.
I don't mind getting up early, in fact I think I'm pretty good at it - alarm goes off, I get out of bed. Unlike Flino - alarm goes off, snoozes it, alarm goes off, snoozes it, repeat a few more times! I like the feeling of training first thing, I like that it's done & I can get on with the rest of my day.
On the way to work this morning Flino & I were talking about a programme that was on last night on BBC4 - Born to Run. It's about an Irish priest who has coached almost all of the Kenyan middle distance champions in the last few years. I'm going to watch it tonight and see if I can learn anything from him!
