A very quick one this week. My facebook status tells it all really: I ran 10km in 45:20 this Tuesday. For reasons I won't go into I was frazzled, nervous and bloody tired by Tuesday night. I took off on my run faster than normal, but really struggled at the end. I was sure it would be a crappy time, I was struggling that much. So I was pleasantly surprised - enough to yell out "f*ck yeah!" over my iPod out the front of our house.
Wednesday and Thursday - no gym this week. I'm not saying why but I'm not feeling guilty, unlike other times.
So I've got what I deserved this week. Slightly up to 88kg.
I need to give myself a kick in the pants before I head to Europe. Might have to do a bit more running too. I'm tempted to up the course from 10km to 13km (about the length of the City to Surf - that's no coincidence).
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Tales from my travels (including my old emails), my life as an Aussie ex-pat in London and back in Perth again, and random musings when noone else will listen to me (which is most of the time).
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