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Thursday Aug 19, 2010 #
6 AM
Run 1:30:00 [3] 17.7 km (5:05 / km)
I lasted until 10.15 last night (with some help from Gruen Nation and the Chaser), but my timezone isn't quite right yet because I woke up at 5.20 without assistance from an alarm.
I won't object too much if that persists until Saturday as I will have an early morning festooning as much as I can of the fence of Rosanna Golf Links Primary with political propaganda before the Liberals do (not usually too much of a challenge at this particular booth). Jagajaga is a seat that the Liberals might win in a very good year once Jenny Macklin retires, but they're certainly not putting much effort into it this year - their candidate, not selected until a week into the campaign, is a student from the other side of town and the pile of mail I collected from my next-door neighbour last night didn't contain any Liberal flyers. (It's possible but unlikely that my address is on a "known enemy - don't let them know what we're doing" list, slightly more plausible that my neighbour knows my leanings and didn't keep the Liberal stuff).
Anyway, once the run started - a truncated version of a traditional Thursday in deference to injury issues, up through Bundoora - it was reasonable but nothing too special. A bit sore at times but warmed up OK, and didn't seem to get any worse through the run. Hopefully this is a repetition of what's come up after past European trips and will disappear after a week or two on hard ground, and not a repetition of October 2009; it does feel more like the former than the latter. It could be worse; one of my work colleagues turned up today with a ruptured Achilles.
In the act of adding a bit of distance at the end to take it up to 90 minutes without doing any more major road crossings, I found myself in a street 1km from home which I'd never been in - fun while it lasted.
I won't object too much if that persists until Saturday as I will have an early morning festooning as much as I can of the fence of Rosanna Golf Links Primary with political propaganda before the Liberals do (not usually too much of a challenge at this particular booth). Jagajaga is a seat that the Liberals might win in a very good year once Jenny Macklin retires, but they're certainly not putting much effort into it this year - their candidate, not selected until a week into the campaign, is a student from the other side of town and the pile of mail I collected from my next-door neighbour last night didn't contain any Liberal flyers. (It's possible but unlikely that my address is on a "known enemy - don't let them know what we're doing" list, slightly more plausible that my neighbour knows my leanings and didn't keep the Liberal stuff).
Anyway, once the run started - a truncated version of a traditional Thursday in deference to injury issues, up through Bundoora - it was reasonable but nothing too special. A bit sore at times but warmed up OK, and didn't seem to get any worse through the run. Hopefully this is a repetition of what's come up after past European trips and will disappear after a week or two on hard ground, and not a repetition of October 2009; it does feel more like the former than the latter. It could be worse; one of my work colleagues turned up today with a ruptured Achilles.
In the act of adding a bit of distance at the end to take it up to 90 minutes without doing any more major road crossings, I found myself in a street 1km from home which I'd never been in - fun while it lasted.