Pad thai from Chai thai...
(silly) Ideas welcome.
I didn't end up running last night. After I finished my gym session I was knackered. There is no way I can handle more load. My poor biceps are still hurting from those stupid arms-only rope climbs. On the bright side, if I did fall off the Harbour Bridge during the bridge leg of the run then SES can rescue me by chucking a rope in the water and I can just climb up with my arms...(assuming my legs will be too tired...) Okay, I've used up my silliness quota today and my biceps are still hurting like crazy.
Bicep killer
...until I got home and saw my obese pooch looking at me. I thought - all right, I take you out for a 2Ker in a jogging speed since I don't think she should go more than 10km/h given her level of obesity.
I'm kind of run jogging...with my obese dog...
There is something about running that is so damn difficult. I don't know what it is. The sheer physical trauma that you know you will put your body through? Or that mental game that your brain plays on you?
Seriously, you ask me to go and paddle on most days (assuming fair weather of course!) for 5K and I will go - sure. Too easy.
You ask me to do 10 legless rope climbs followed by 100 pull ups and 100 sit ups, 100 squats and then walking around with more than my bodyweight of kettlebells, and I will go - sure. Too easy...
Great things come in small packages...
Swing this baby!
The hardest part of running...tie my shoe lace. Wish they are all Velcro.
Yes yes I am about to go for a run...
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