Monday, 15 July 2013

⚠️ This is an old post

It's possibly been exported and imported from at least three different blogging platforms over the years. That probably means, at best, there are broken images and links. If the post is technical in nature, any advice is probably out of date and irrelevant. Or it is really old, it was the wafflings of a teenager with too much time on his hands working out what blogging is… If it is the latter I would probably cringe if I re-read it. But it's here because it's part of my past, not my present.

You've been warned! Onwards…

I have just gone for a run. Not the 'argh, I am going to miss the train/bus' kind of run, but instead the 'run in the park' kind of run. This is odd.

I'm in Edinburgh, taking a week holiday, the original plan had been to spend the week cycling, however a bust collar bone has push that back for a while. So instead of getting to see Edinburgh by saddle I figured I would spend some of my early morning going for a run.

The major discovery of this morning is that I actually can run. Not fast, but I did manage to get around Arthur's Seat (six km) in 35 minutes. Not only did I make it round, I was expecting to end up walking the final three quarters, I was managing to overtake some people once I had found a pace.

This raises a new problem now, if I keep this running up and the cycling, I am two thirds of the way into triathlon territory. Several people have been trying to encourage me to do this... I'm going to ignore them for a little longer though.

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