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Longest training run in a very long time, nine days in a row. This week I have trained every day. It has also been the week where I have been able to run again.
I started on Monday, which is unusual, with a double bike ride as I did last week. The reason is because I was going to the physiotherapist riding the mountain bike, it takes me about 70mins the round trip and I try to go fast, although, my legs felt stiff.
On Tuesday I did the same as Monday but this time my legs were feeling much lighter. It took me pretty much the same amount of time as always but I was feeling lighter.
Wednesday was a huge day; I was let to run again. First of all I took my bike to go to Girona and then after the treatment I went for a run. I had scheduled a 30mins run, it was going to be the first run in more than three months; I couldn’t push it. Thanks god I only had to run 30mins because I couldn’t even make it. I started a little off pace and dodgy. After 13mins running I started to feel pain on my feet. It was something different, unexpected. My heel wasn’t hurting, it was my arch. I had to turn around before I wanted to but it was for my own safety. When I took off my shoes I saw what the problem was, I had two huge blisters caused by the new insoles and the fact that I hadn’t run for more than 3 months and I had no calluses. Fortunately for me we had Compeed at home, and it saved my life. I am still wearing it.
On Thursday I was all sore, my legs, my lower back, you name it so I decided to go for a bike ride on the trainer. I had my day off the physiotherapist and I enjoyed the ride with no pain. The blisters did not cause any trouble at all. I was walking almost ok but with the bike shoes I had no problem.
On Friday I decided to go for a ride in the morning and then go for a run after the treatment. I did not bike to therapy because I needed the car later on and because the bike had been left in Girona from Wednesday. I thought I was healed of the blisters so I wanted to run for half an hour. I put on some Vaseline, I got ready but I was not able to run. The run lasted less than 7 minutes. I was walking well but running put too much stress on the blisters that I had to stop.
Saturday I decided to take it a little easy so I only went for a run. I did not feel any pain, although I felt slow, which is normal considering my recent past. It was a very sunny day and it felt very good.
On Sunday I took a very long shot on the trainer, longer than the previous week, shorter than I first wanted, but it was getting too late and I was not going to finish the movie anyway, so I shortened the ride from 4h to 3.5h. I think I had the strength to finish the ride but I had not taken any gels and if I wanted to finish the 4h I should’ve taken at least one. Isotonic drink is not enough for the energy expenditure.
I am getting sick of all this waiting and all this shit that my life is. I want to work somewhere, anywhere. I want to start making some money, to have a schedule and to know where I’ll live and what I’ll be able to do and even I would like to know what I will not be able to do.
This week I had to pay a bet. It was the first bet that I have lost in a very long time. And even though I had to pay we should’ve considered it a draw, she just happened to push it to win even though it is not fully clear that she won legally. In my opinion she did not win, but every once in a while you have to make them believe they win. It can almost be boring to win all the time. And cooking every once in a while is something I don’t dislike. And I had fun seeking the recipes and cooking them. I was actually surprised at how good the meal was even though the meat took much longer than what the recipe stated.
I wouldn’t mind getting along with her if I had some closure before. I am not ready to take that step, neither she is. We had a weird chat while eating. And it is funny because she tells me stories that I have lived and I tell her stories that she has lived and we haven’t lived them together.
If she was alone and I was at my best maybe I would consider it. But none of us is alone.
On the other hand I have thought how I would feel if I was told that she had a boyfriend. Well this question has been juggling all week long. Since I spend a lot of time on my own, being able to think, I have concluded that besides I am dying to see her I would be very jealous.
Is it still true that if I don’t play a game I don’t lose it? Can I lose without playing?
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