I ran 5kms this morning in 29:29. I have had two days off because of this weird chest ache I get when I exercise too much (no it is not a heart attack, I have had all the ECGs before and there is nothing wrong with me) so being fresh and rested today I felt like I could run forever.
It's a weird thing about running. If you stop for a day or two, the next time the running is easier and lighter and you can run faster. That motivates you to run more and more until you crash and stop for a few days and the cycle begins again.
Sadly, I want to go and do a really long run tomorrow now. But I should save myself for Sunday so I can't do anything on Saturday.
I just hope I feel this way come Sunday morning.
I reckon I have lost about half a kilo this week (it's hard to tell with the way my weight jumps around and directly after a huge Chinese meal last night) but I am smaller. The size 10 track pants I bought last weekend are now falling off me and my stomach is showing wrinkly skin again - always a sign that I'm shrinking. My arse is a lot smaller and tighter, I can tell when my jeans get baggy in the back.
You would hope there would be some progress as my iPod tells me I have run 98km for 11.6 hours this month and burned off 6612 calories. That means it takes more than 100km for a kilo to be melted away! That's a bit depressing. I think I'll have to staple my mouth shut as well *grins*.
There is a small blogger meet after the Bridge Run on Sunday where I shall hopefully get to meet the famous Tiny Donna. If you want to come along, we are meeting up a the 0pera H0use after the race. This will be my first blogger meet up ever so I am pretty excited. See you there - I'll be the sweaty one having a heart attack :)