Well the chocolates have arrived! I’ve got 24 boxes with a mix of Freddos, white Freddos, Caramellos, Crunchie Bars, Honey Nougat and Europe Logs… now the trick will be not to eat them. I’ve had about 8 lovely people already offer to take a box each, and MGirl reckons she can average selling a box a week at school…so hopefully those will be gone in no time flat. I do have plans for other fundraising, but this is a start and chocolate sales can hum in the background while I do bigger things like quiz nights and movie nights.
I have tried to donate where I can over the years to charity, but with money being tight for most people (including myself) these days I feel daunted asking people to contribute. I figure if I just keep politely asking, and not take it personally, people will contribute where and when they can…and I can’t ask for more than that. I may have to rope in some friends that are more experienced than I when it comes to the quiz nights and movie nights though.
Back to the running…literally. After spending Monday – Wednesday not walking very well, and bearing the brunt of much workplace bullying, last night was not going to pass without me attempting something that resembled a run! SO much for sticking to program this week, sorry Super Coach! Yesterday my legs had felt fine, bar the little niggle mid-ITB on my left thigh so I was determined to run after work. I was really hungry when I got home, and in the effort to test my stomach’s resolve at running with food in it, I had the last lovely crust of some chunky grain bread with peanut butter on it. I whacked on the HR monitor and headed out the door.
Stretching outside the front door, I realised how light it still was. Normally running after work meant running in the dark, but with summer approaching and the days getting longer I was going to get a well lit run; as opposed to staring blindly into headlights, dodging tree branches at the last minute and wondering whether the verge I was attempting to run on had pot holes or dog poos laying there in the dark!
So with no set HR or even knowing how my legs would run out, I just ran! I wanted to push myself aerobically and hoped that my legs would cooperate. I am happy to report that with only a couple of little niggles on the way around, my legs were fine. I was able to push a bit harder than I had done when I ran this loop 2 weeks ago. I call it my 7km loop for want of a better name. On mapmyrun.com it tells me it is 7.2km. With crossing the street multiple times, I am hoping it is 7.5km+ as I know I am not running 7 min kms (still don’t have my new watch!), but for now it remains know as 7km loop. I was happy that I even had enough in the legs and lungs to push a little harder for the last km, and ended up doing it in 45:37. I knew it was fast than I’d gone on the 5th, but when I looked up my time for that day I ended up cutting over 7 minutes off the loop! Needless to say I was stoked with that, gammy leg and all!
A quick shower and some stew re-heated from the microwave, and CBoy and I headed out for the grocery shopping. We didn’t get home until 9.15pm, and all intentions of mixing up my chocolate boxes so that each had a variety went out the window. Bed before 10pm and I didn’t even hear MGirl come in from work. I really should get her to wake me when she gets in and I’m asleep as I woke up at about 3am wondering if she’d arrived home safely!
TGIF and the weekend is fast approaching. I feel like I am back on track and the body is good. In hindsight, I didn’t feel I did anything wrong, I think my body was just protesting to the toughest run I’d done yet. After all the climb home from when we turned around on Sunday was about 7km…and it was climbing all the way. So MGal and I have plans again for this Sunday and I’m smiling just thinking about it! After a month of these, my body won’t know the difference between up and down and I can start torturing her on a regular basis! Then MGal and I can earn those spirally deep fried potato things we’ve been eyeing off at the Kalamunda Sunday Markets but feel would be too naughty to eat.
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