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Rest days drive me crazy. 

• Great run.
• Bad run. 
• Shit run. 
• Amazing run. 
• Sick run. 
• Injured run.
• Hungry run. 
• Inspired run. 
• Tired run.
• Happy run.
• Depressed run.
• Funny run.
• Random run.
• Scared run.
• Morning run.
• Day run.
• Evening run.
• Night run.
• Chased by dog run.
• Almost killed run.
• Weird run.
• Run.

There are all kinds of runs. Just get to the next one. 

The training program I’m currently using is starting to kick it up a notch. Longer distances and more frequent running sessions per week. It feels good to get serious about my running again. 

It does make for some sore thigh/calf muscles though….

I’m now on a specific training schedule for a half-marathon and even though the early weeks are not as intensive as others, AND even though I felt like I could do with an extra run today, I held back. 

But, this blog is about staying motivated and finding time for fitness and health. So I felt the need to do something, even if it was not a run. Twenty-five minutes of weights, crunches, planks, and stretches happened. 

It doesn’t have to be an intense or particularly long run. It can be fifteen minutes of moving your body or ten minutes of light-weights or yoga or whatever. 

Find a few minutes and just do something with for your body.

Kill it. 

There are many on tumblr who talk about “fat shaming”. And I am certainly not going to deny that. It pervades our society. People make all kinds of snap judgements when it comes to body image and life-style.

But on the flips-side. I’m also not going to feel badly about working hard and eating right. We all make choices.

Just because I am fit and excited about the healthy choices I am making, does not mean that I am putting down YOUR choices or your life-style. 

Some people cannot help being larger. And being larger is not necessarily the same thing as being unhealthy. I know plenty of larger, so called “big” people, who walk/run/bike/yoga/etc. and live a very healthy life-style. 

Be happy with who you are. You have every right to enjoy the body you have, large or small, fat or skinny, fit or not. 

mens sana in corpore sano ~ Thales

CORE CORE CORE CORE CORE

I had a long post about spring and what I’ve been working on but tumblr decided to be shitty and deleted it. So just know that I’m still working out, still wanting to improve, still loving the fuck out of running. 

Fucking tumblr.

“The disgusting truth about running…” [guardian.co.uk]

From permanently dripping snot to unfortunate chafing, via blisters and athlete’s foot. […] There is, however, a flipside to the joy running can bring, in the shape of all the gross things you never really think about until you spend a lot of time doing it.

A great article on how running is more than just photoshopped images of women running in tight spandex or this. 

I’ve released my own fair share of bodily fluids but I think my most interesting (read: hilarious/disgusting) experience from running was during the half-marathon I ran two years ago. 

I was running along and enjoying my first ever race, feeling like I was some kind of immortal champion. I’m guessing that a higher power saw me from up above and decided to reign in a bit of my ego. 

As I approach an older man (65+) I am all of a sudden assaulted by the most terrible stench that I have ever experienced. Rotting eggs & sulfur have nothing on this smell. The old man had farted and I ran right into it. Ugh. Just thinking about it now makes me shudder. 

If you’re any kind of a regular runner, you’ll realize that running causes your body to jostle, jiggle, shake, and this includes many of your internal organs. It’s a natural fact: you’re going to spit, sweat, bleed, & release gas. 

This guy could have steered himself to the sides and cut loose there but NOOOOOO I had to run into a god-damn fart!

A lot of quotations lately and not much of anything else. It’s February and I’m trying to find my motivation. It makes for some rough evenings when all I want to do is sit on the couch and eat crackers and peanut butter from the jar. 

• I have blisters on my hands from weight-lifting. 
• I can do five uninterrupted pull-ups. 
• My push-up form is horrendously bad. 
• COOL WEATHER FACT: When you run in -8 C weather, your nostril hair freezes. Along with your skin, lips, etc. 
• Chocolate milk after a work-out is the greatest thing in the history of right now. 

Some of my friends will ask me what keeps me motivated? The answer is a blend of many things: fear, pride, health, vanity. 

Some people can eat whatever they want and still maintain a moderately healthy weight. I cannot. I have to watch what I eat, exercise regularly, fight the temptation of indulging too much. It’s this constant battle that keeps me motivated. Knowing that if I let myself NOT do the three things listed above, then I’ll start to let bad habits back in, that I will return to a state of health that is not good for me. 

If you want to call this bragging, feel free. But I earn all of my fitness through hard work, sweat, bloods & tears. You have to find what works for you. Blogging my way through every single kilometre works for me. 

Enjoy the pavement. Kill it. 

A short run last night at 4 km but what was amazing about it was that my pace was about a km faster than I normally run. It might have had something to do with the fact that I had ordered a pizza and I knew I had to be back before the 30 minute mark. 

:-p