Ok, its not quite come to that, but....after 5 months of couch potato life, I realised that if I keep this up not doing an ounce of sport, that day of being so fat WILL finally come.
So finally, tonight, I decided to slowly get back on that Ultra-marathon saddle, and it feels great !
Pizzas, chinese, fish and chips, Indian, you name it (especially pot Noodles) I think i can wangle keeping this up, but maybe throw in a few nuts, some spinach, bananas and blueberry's and raw carrots here and there. At least they taste good too.
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| Glencoe - West Highland way - A Perfect Place to break an ankle in minus 6 degrees |
The main aim is to, in 2 years run the Idatarod Invitational, and be the first Scot to do so. But since tonight i was wheezing round 5km, there's a long road ahead. It'll hopefully end up with the 'training run' of Susitna 100 race in February, a 100miler in Alaska which you can also bike or ski (if you are metrosexual, that is)
First thing, and anyone in the neighbourhood is welcome to join me, is a little bit of winter running - on the 100mile West Highland Way. Wait a few weeks though, I need to buy some cold weather equipment and so on, and get to some semblance of fitness. But the idea of trying to run it in 3 days, sleeping rough, and living on lovely pot noodles and mars bars - just to imagine the beautiful feeling of solitude halfway up a soaking blizzardy mountain in the middle of nowhere in December, with only....em...sheep for company...ok ok i'm no salesman, but at least i'll be free of the incessant white noise of FArsebook or email or telephone for 3 days (or more probably 5, plus the time in hospital)
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