Thursday, December 13, 2012
I donít know what is wrong with me today. As soon as I woke up I wanted chocolate. That bitís not so unusual, Iíve been craving chocolate all week, but then I got to work and it changed to wanting cake. Then just a second ago I was sitting at my desk minding my own business when my brain went ďno, I want a doughnut!!Ē.
Even if I gave in to demands like that (and Iím trying not to) there are no doughnuts. No idea where the craving came from, why doughnuts just randomly popped into my mind.
This morning I tried to do my interval run before work. Yes, I said tried, because I failed. My gym doesnít open til 8.30am (most useless time EVER) so I tried it outside. The problem is that I always set off too fast when I run, and it takes me five to ten minutes to settle down into a reasonable pace. I didnít have ten minutes, so when I got to the first interval I was already at my Ďquite fastí pace and sped up to Ďflat outí.
I managed a grand total of 1 ĺ intervals.
I really tried to push on and do more but I was dealing with more than the usual this-is-very-hard-but-will-get
-better feeling. It was like running through treacle my legs were so unresponsive. Plus running in the cold somehow creates this goo in the back of my throat that makes me feel like I canít breathe. Suffocation is really not conducive to running. The end came very quickly when I got a sharp pain in my chest. Not a heart kind of pain; a lung kind of pain.
So disappointed. But right now it feels like stopping was the right thing to do, as my lungs feel like theyíve shrunk to half their size and Iíve developed a mild chesty cough. Maybe the poor show was because Iím getting ill? Or Iím getting ill from the ridiculous stress I put on my body.
Either way, Iíve learned that I clearly need to do my interval runs on a treadmill where I can regulate my speed. I wonder if I could persuade the gym to open at 6.30 just for meÖ.