Yes I'm lazy, so lazy in fact that I've just run three times this year and all of those have been races, just races - no training or taper sessions or even leg-looseners... I can say I've run in Edinburgh, London and Dublin but really it's been a case of struggling in Edinburgh, London and Dublin.
That age old saying that Oprah loves using about running -
"Running is the greatest metaphor for life, because you get out of it what you put into it."
- well I've not been putting much into it and not only does it show, but it damn well feels too!
This past weekend I ran (and walked, which for me is unusual) the Dublin Half Marathon in a dismal time of 2:38:51. It's not that bad for the amount of training I've done, which is zero, but it is a full hour off the pace I should be completing it in. I'm soothing my tortured legs and spirit by placating them with the nonsense that mileage is mileage and it all helps.
The adage is both true and very poignant, it's only nonsense purely because I currently don't intend to do anything about adding to that mileage before May next year, when I again am heading over to Edinburgh to get my yearly dose of double IT Band strain. If my legs had any brains, they'd kick my arse for me and then kick me in the head for being so stupid.
I guess they have already and I have to resign myself to the notion that I really should get out and go for a run, but like all great procrastinators, I'll leave that for tomorrow...
Oh, and in case you actually read any of this I met a few, fantastic people at the Dublin Half on the weekend, one of which is heading across the Atlantic in November to run in the coveted ING New York Marathon and is a fellow (much more eloquent, funny and regular) Blogger. If you fancy a brilliant read, get on over to Lianne's writings and have a look.
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