Saturday August 5
Saturday August 5
Day 9 – On keeping going
The project: A month-long stint of pounding the fields and lanes of Sussex in my hapless and ill-advised attempt to complete a quintessentially English 5k race between two local pubs. Yes, a pint of beer awaits every finisher!
Dear Reader,
With Storm Antoni bringing unseasonably windy weather to southern parts of the UK today there was absolutely no way that I was going to be braving the outdoors for a run this morning. Instead, I decided to get to know the Water Rower that we’ve been accommodating for relatives during a house move.
It’s early days in this project to regain my fitness, but I’d really like to run the 5k I’ve signed up to without stopping, and that means running constantly for at least 45 minutes1.
Rowing is not running, granted, but it is cardiovascular exercise. I wondered if I could manage 20 minutes?
After 14 exhausting, stumbly2 minutes on the Water Rower, in which had I decided a number of times that I am clearly not just hapless but hopeless, things – my body, my movements and my attitude – changed.
Reader, I was glowing. Warmth was spreading all over me, and suddenly I’d found my groove. Now I was moving smoothly, in synch with the machine, and relaxed into an easy, consistent rhythm.
And this was something I recognised from my running days. Back then it would take me around a quarter of an hour to find my stride, and – as I reminded myself with delight – after that I would find that I could JUST KEEP GOING.
Maybe I can run between those two pubs without stopping?
Love,
Rebecca
The Jog Log Stats – Day 9
Session: 20 minutes on the Water Rower
Distance covered: 4098 metres
Thank you for reading my Jog log!
Follow my month-long stint of pounding the fields and lanes of Sussex in my attempt to complete a quintessentially English 5k race between two local pubs.
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Yup. I’m slow. And the race is uphill. Let’s not count our chickens for a time under three quarters of an hour.
I’ve made this word up. Trust me, it describes exactly how I felt.
Well you can run to one pub and get a pint and then run to the other pub and get another pint.
Problem solved. *BG*
I spent the last half hour getting caught up on your jog log Rebecca! You are SO GOOD! Take a little pride in your determination! You got this! As for me, after half hour of following your exercise, I had to sit down and rest over a cup of restorative tea. Whew! Wore me out. Go Rebecca!