Is Comfort Food Worth It?

Well, I went back to my Weight Watchers meeting for the first time since November.  Apparently I weight exactly the same as I did then.  Which is good really as I haven’t been paying much attention to my food (regardless of my intentions) and haven’t done an awful lot of exercise.  And for hours after I got home I was all enthusiastic.

Then we had some more bad news about the building work being done to our house.  Or more precisely the work that is no longer being done to our house.  And I got a bit stressed.  No, no, that’s not it.  I got very, very stressed.  Stressed enough to sit in a darkened room and drink a very big glass of brandy.  Or that’s what I imagined I would do.  Having small children has removed a huge element of choice from my life.  And I think we can see that that is a good, good thing.  So I drank a lot of coffee and most of the chocolate from the second last Christmas selection box.

Anyway, ha to Weight Watchers.  I still fail on the comfort food notion.  I’m sorry, I know that a big bar of Fruit and Nut is not going to put a roof on my house but it does make me feel better.  Yes, it only makes me feel better for a while.  Why would I not want to feel better for a short time instead of no time at all.  I suppose because I will feel worse next weigh in day? Honestly?  I think the pay off was worth it this time.

And running.  I’ve been doing a bit of that.  Isn’t it chilly.  Oh dear god but it’s cold.  When I get in from the run my entire body is red and blotchy.  Very attractive.  Once again I am reminded that some of my favourite things are hot water bottles, central heating and fleece blankets.

I have decided to train for the half marathon at the beginning of March.  I have a plan that might just work.  It is very, very cunning.  It also has no margin for error.  Good thing we aren’t expected much bad weather. Ha! Still, no reason not to give it a go.  If it goes well then hurrah.  If it doesn’t then boo.  Life goes on.

Christmas Card Run

Ah, my favourite run of the year.  Finally, I have written some Christmas cards.  Then to save me the price of postage (Scrooge) I run round to and hand deliver them.  This year I delivered them first thing in the morning.  It was dark and foggy.  Nice in a way.  Atmospheric.

Lessons I have learned from Xmas Card Run 2012

  1. Dark writing on dark red envelopes is impossible to read under orange street lights.
  2. Vertically orientated letter boxes are a pain in the bum if the hinge is at the top and is in anyway stiff.  Though being a bit short probably doesn’t help here either.
  3. Be very careful not to post two cards together.  It’s tricky to know by feel if you are wearing gloves.

 

Cambridge Half Marathon

I have signed up for my second half marathon.  Cause the first one was so much fun.  No, honestly it was.  In a really sore legs for a week afterwards kind of way.  Plus, I took so long to get round I really felt like I got my moneys worth.  I’m going to do the Cambridge Half Marathon.  Cambridge is pretty.  And more importantly, Cambridge is pretty flat.

Looking back at my Garmin records I see that I was running 5k in 48 minutes this time last year.  This year, after a summer of idleness, I can run 5k in 38 minutes.  There are 20k in a half marathon so that means that this year I’ll be able to shave off 40 minutes.  Ha.  Ha, ha, ha.

I managed two runs this week and I’m planning to fit in another one on Sunday.  I’d like to be running four times a week but I’m going to take things a bit easy for a couple of weeks and stick to three (hopefully).

Yesterday’s run:

Total Number of Streets: 650
Streets Completed: 93
Streets Left: 557
Percentage Completed: 14.31

Distance: 3.22 mi
Time: 38:13
Avg Pace: 11:52 min/mi
Elevation Gain: 18 ft
Calories: 410 C

Turns Outs It’s Fun to Run

Oh, I knew this already.  I knew that it would improve my mood and even help my sinuses.  And yet I have only managed one or two runs a month since the beginning of the summer.  Ridiculous.

So, this morning I got up early enough to run, shower and start breakfast before Mr Less had to leave for work.  It was dark (where are my flashing reflective arm band thingys?).  It was cold (where are my gloves?).  It was half past five.  Good god.

Anyway, it was also marvellous.  I set out running at the pace I would like to run and it was fabulous.  Not that that pace lasted, of course, but for a couple of minutes at the beginning I was flying.  Later on I slowed right down.  Oh, so slow.  I guess that that was particially because I haven’t run since June and particially because I started off too fast.  But I still feel that it was worth starting off fast for the sheer joy of flying.

I think I’ll do it again.  Just not tomorrow.

 

Total Number of Streets: 649
Streets Today: 14 (A Personal Best!)
Streets Completed: 87
Streets Left: 562
Percentage Completed: 13.41

 

Distance: 5.30 km
Time: 43:01
Avg Pace: 8:07 min/km
Elevation Gain: 25 m
Calories: 366 C

Runner 5

Oh, yes, it’s so much easier to run faster for longer when you know that the zombies are chasing you!

As an incentive to get back into the running habit again I downloaded the Zombies Run! app.  And it worked!  I went out and ran.  The app tells you a story about a post apocalyptic zombie overrun world.  Your helicopter crashes on the way to a secure little town and you have to run to it from the crash site.  In the town the radio operator can see where the zombies are and directs you to run faster every time they look like they are going to catch you.  The town’s doctor asks you to go via a disused hospital and pick up supplies.  It’s a very well done story and I definitely kept running just to see how it was going to end.  The only trouble was I got distracted by a crowd of zombies in the car park of the hospital and took two real life wrong turns and ran in completely the wrong direction.

I don’t know if the novelty will wear off quickly.  I want to go for a nice steady run next so I won’t be using the app again for a couple of days at least.  But I am looking forward to hearing the rest of the story.

 

 

 

Back to Reality

Ah, another summer holiday comes and goes.  There was plenty of exercise as the children are obsessed with who is the fastest runner and so we run a lot.  But there was also a lot of ice cream and beer.  And lets not fool ourselves here, it takes a lot of running to counter act a Cornish Pasty.

Tomorrow I will get back on the scales and see the damage.  And then I will attempt to unpack and tidy the house.  Every time we go on holiday we leave the place looking like a tip.  I suspect burglars have been round, peeked through the windows and decided that the place had already been turned over.  No, just us and our manic packing.

What would Juneathon do?

So for the last couple of nights I have tweeted that I was going to go for a run in the morning and then didn’t.  This morning was shaping up to be exactly the same.  Bigger daughter had crawled into our bed in the middle of the night ensuring that there was no sleep to be had and then I kept hitting snooze until twenty to six.

Sigh.

Anyway, I thought I would get up and have a bath and enjoy the peace and quiet of a house full of sleeping people.  But when I got downstairs the spirit of Juneathon came to me.  So what if I only had time to run for twenty minutes, or even ten minutes.  It was getting trainers on and leaving the house that counted.  And so I did.  The weather is uncharacteristically lovely.  So I went out and ran round the streets to look at some houses I’m interested in.

Didn’t go far, didn’t go fast, but I did go!

And now I need to go and wash!

  • Distance: 2.77 km
  • Time: 22:11
  • Avg Pace: 8:00 min/km


  • Total Number of Streets: 645
  • Streets Completed: 71
  • Streets Left: 574
  • Percentage Complete: 11.01