I went for a night jog with Logan last week. We only did about 2.5km around a small park, but it was to try out a lead and follow approach, and see if I could run at his pace. While I didn't race away, I did hold a good pace and kept it up for the whole time, only being distracted by the blind bugger behind me potentially going off-course due to his following-by-ear. A new method required, which we will trial on Thursday. We need a safe and non-annoying method as we're going to be using it for hours as we traverse 19km of mountain roads. Thankfully we have a bit of time up our sleeves before it happens. After 2.5km on grass at a steady pace, I was starting to feel my shins, but it was a very manageable pain.
On Friday however, doing a short jog to my lunchtime torture session, my shins flared up real quick. Sadly, this was the day Tracey had decided to do running drills. 50m jaunts doing all manner of hop, skip, frog march, high knees, butt kicks and other weird walks straight from the Department of Silly Walks. About half way through my legs were in agony, but I pushed on. Why? Well, I need to know if they will explode, get even more sore, or just reach a point and hang there. I don;t want to find out half way up a mountain that the answer is explode! So I did the rest of the session, keeping up, but not rocketing along, and the pain held. It was sore, very sore, the worst my legs have been in fact, but it tells me that when I get to that stage of pain, it's not going to get a lot worse, nor is it going to snap my legs in half. It's an awful pain tho, and one I do not like. A combination of more training and some foot-doctor visits should help, hopefully.
The weekend was to be filled with activity, sailing, bike rides, hill walks and more. However, sailing was cancelled (despite the fantastic weather) and I spent most of the day being lazy instead. On Sunday Logan said he'd melt in the rain, and cancelled the ride. The hill walk was cancelled too, except it was replaced with a circuit session in the garage. Amanda, her 2 girls, me and my girl were under the instruction of Tracey for almost an hour. 10 stations, 45 seconds on, 10 seconds off. 2 loops, then a 'rest' session of squats, then another shorter loop. It was great to see how much fitter Amanda is getting and having a crowd of us laughing, crying and swearing in the garage and in the rain would have made for a rather unusual site to passers by I'm sure.
Monday was an off day, but the first day of the ultra-low-carb 2 weeks. Yep, protein shakes for breakfast and lunch, a yummy dinner (no stodge) and another shake before bed. Despite eating pretty much no carbs for the entire day, I didn't crave anything, but my blood sugars remained high. It is almost defiantly due to fat being converted to sugars, so time will tell... Weight has remained static since the challenge started, but this diet may well help, and probably do my blood and organs some good too.
Tuesday I woke with a headache. A detox-like hangover. Not a skull piercer, just an annoying one in my left temple. Another protein shake for breakfast and at lunchtime a session in the park again. As part of an ongoing fit-test, Tracey had us run a mile (literally, 1.6km) and then do push-ups, crunchies, squats, side-to-side jumping and chin-ups. None of it was fun, starting from 100m into the run when my headache doubled in size, and with about 400m to go, my shins started to groan. I still managed under 9 minutes which is an average of about 10.5kph, a speed I'm happy to maintain for a while. If I can hold a speed of 10kph for a distance of 20km, I'll be a very happy man! My crunchies and push-ups were on-par with the last test, but I managed 9 chin-ups when I wouldn't have been able to do 1 a matter of weeks ago! More time to work on that tho, more improvements to be made, here's hoping the diet, running, cycling and workouts combine to produce immediate results!
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