Month: January 2014

#janathon day 19 – a morning of extremes…

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A dawn of opposites. A sunrise of antithesis.

This morning's Janathon run was not a thing of beauty.

My legs felt heavier than 100 concrete blocks on a pallet being lifted by a 3-year-old's plastic Tonka toy pick-up truck. My breathing was like a 100-year-old man suffering from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease. My calves felt tighter than the cord connected to Vanessa Feltz during a bungee jump. But run I did. 5.71 miles around Bourne. But on return everything changed.

My breakfast was a thing of beauty.

More beautiful than the first morning's dew. More beautiful than spring lambs bouncing in a meadow. More beautiful than my homemade chocolate brownies. More beautiful than Aphrodite the Greek Godess of love riding a carriage made of flowers being pulled by puppies. More beautiful than Charlton's 1998 play-off final game at Wembley.

Well deserved.

Total Janathon mileage = 60.68

 

#janathon Disco Dog

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Today I bought the dog a treat: a flashing LED light dog tag collar pendant. For the princely sum of £1.99.

So tonight we headed to the woods to give it a go. It is very funny, it flashes red and blue constantly. I think it may have freaked the dog out a bit, but he was soon taking no notice of it. Not that he had a choice. It's for dogs that tend to run off. My dog doesn't run off, just wanted to make him look stupid. I did attempt to take a photo, but it's not the best…..

So it was another two and half miles round the woods. I think it's about time I did a bit of a longer run. Tomorrow may be that day.

Total Janathon mileage = 54.97

 

The day after the night before….

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After last night's slight serious life-changing injury today I struggled to do anything.

My finger had swollen to the size of a house; I could barely lift a piece of paper. My elbow felt like it was on fire and the blood I had lost from my grazed knees meant that I needed a blood transfusion. But being the brave soul that I am, I struggled on and managed to get through the day, despite looking like this…

Did this stop me Janathoning? Did it hell! Tonight's incredible feast of exercise: 2 min 10 sec plank.

Tonight's mantra: 'Tomorrow's Another Day'

 

Health and Safety investigation needed…

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Tonight's Janathon run took place in the woods; in the dark. I am now immune to the scary nature of running around the woods in the dark. What I'm not immune to is falling over. Tonight I fell over.

Stacked it.

Lost my footing.

Plunged.

Sprawled.

Went arse over tit.

Lost balance.

Tumbled over.

Went headlong into the floor.

Whatever way you want to say it, it happened.

I was running across some particularly uneven ground, being very careful so not to trip, but not careful enough. As I found myself falling towards the floor, I did what every brave, athletic soul would do: I went into the old SAS roll to save serious injury. This would have been fine if it had not recently rained leaving a lot of water in close vicinity. Suffice to say if anyone was watching they would have seen me doing a roly poly through a muddle puddle. Furthermore, this was not without injury:

  • Grazed elbow
  • Two grazed knees
  • Painful thumb
  • Swollen finger

I even have proof of injury….

Total Janathon mileage = 49.35