Yesterday was a very physical day at work. I am working on a theatre show and this week is fit-up week – the week where we bring all of the equipment and set into the theatre and build it and set it up. A truck arrived at the start of the day. We had to help unload the set because the equipment we were waiting for was on the back of the truck. This meant I spent around 30 minutes carrying large and heavy rolls of vinyl flooring on my shoulders before getting to our equipment. The upside of this part of the job is that it is a little like a weight training workout, but without the expensive gym membership. The downside of this is that I woke up this morning with sore, stiff muscles. I can count the knots in my shoulders, just by turning my head.
The alarm went off at 5:45am, and I hit snooze for the normal 15 minutes before deciding that I wasn’t going to go for a run this morning. Yesterday brought me to a 5-day streak of running every morning. Today could be my ‘rest’ day. I reset the alarm for half an hour later and closed my eyes again. Less than a minute later my alarm went off again. Aargh! I just want to sleep! I checked the time. Not a minute later, 30 minutes later. Time to get up. Less than impressed, I dragged myself out of bed and got on with breakfast and getting ready for work.
Here’s the interesting observation from this morning’s experiment in 30 minutes more in bed: it has had no appreciable benefit. I feel less awake and more grumpy as I now make my way into town. I feel sleepy and slow. I still want to be back in bed, and I feel less rested than I did the previous two mornings after running. I guess I’ve missed that kickstart of circulation, and with it a nice stream of oxygen being energetically pumped through my muscles and my brain. It’s like that extra 30 minutes sleep never happened.
I’m now longing for Sunday, my day off. I will have my degree assignment to work on, but at least I can catch up on some sleep, and I won’t need to choose between resting and running.
Yesterday, as predicted, was a long work day, 12.5hrs, getting me home at around 11:30pm. I have to be in work at 10am today, so the alarm went off at 5:45am. I hit snooze until 6:05am, unable to believe it was really time to get up. I considered resetting the alarm for half an hour later and skipping the run, but I fought this temptation and got out of bed. I couldn’t find my sports bra and t-shirt, and then I realised – they were still in the washing machine, clean but still wet from their wash cycle. Dammit. Both the bra and t-shirt are dry-fit, so they tend to dry quickly. I tried to speed this up with the hairdryer. They became coldly damp. I didn’t have time to get them properly dry so I pulled on the sports bra (it’s not an optional item and I only have one); cold, damp, like a swimming costume being used for a second time in a day – yuck. I couldn’t face the t-shirt so I put on a regular cotton t-shirt, jumper over the top.
Running in damp clothes sucks. The sports bra clung to me in a way that felt slimy and heat-sucking rather than supportive. Wearing a non dry-fit t-shirt, my sweat quickly built up under the fabric and then stayed there, adding to the slimy humidity on my skin. Half way round my run I could smell a vaguely mildewy scent coming from my clothes.
Today’s session was 5 minutes running, 1 minute walking, for 30 minutes. As yesterday, I cut my route to only accommodate the session. No muscle burn, but a lack of energy ultimately overcome by gritting my teeth. Slime against my skin – I can’t do that again.
Running in damp clothes sucks. Time to buy a second sports bra and dry-fit t-shirt.
- Distance: 4.58 km
- Total time: 34m 08s
- Fastest km: 6:40
- Slowest km: 8:22 (PB)
- Average pace: 7:19 (PB)
- Weather: 8 degrees, cloudy but dry
Today is the first day of week 2 of my new running regime. It’s also the start of a heavy work week, so this week will really test both my resolve and my limits.
The alarm went off at 5:30am after a crappy night’s sleep. I got out of bed at 5:45, had a cup of tea, and got myself out of the door by 6am. My earliest run yet (*whoops without enthusiasm*).
Time being of the essence this morning, I cut my route a little to accommodate just the Runtastic training session, without walking to make the distance up to 5km. I selected session 6 from the training programme and set off: 3 minutes running, 1 minute walking, for 32 minutes – easier intervals than yesterday, but a longer session. It was ok, although my body resisted the first couple of run intervals – no burn though, just a desire to still be in bed and to be able to stay there for a few more hours. Impossible, regardless of the run.
The nice thing is, as I’m sat on a train into town, I’ve burned 60% of all the calories I plan on eating today already. I’ve reduced my target calorie deficit for this week as I know that the next 5 days are likely to be long and hard – hard cutting will only make it harder and more likely that I’ll break and binge on something sugary and delicious but macro-busting in a moment of tiredness induced weakness. This extra dose of calories gives me the room to snack (sensibly), throughout the day, as I need to.
Wondering how I’ll feel at the other end of the day. It could likely be a 13hr workday. I wonder if I’ll have enough energy to get out the door again tomorrow.
- Distance: 4.66 km
- Total time: 34m 15s
- Fastest km: 6:51
- Slowest km: 9:56
- Average pace: 7:21 (PB)
- Weather: 5 degrees, cloudy but dry