Training Log Archive: jennycas

There was cheese & wine on offer post-conference but I figured I could get that at Ross & Sue's :) and so went for a run to use up the remaining daylight of what appeared to have been a pretty nice Melbourne day if only I hadn't spent most of it indoors.
From Carlton Gardens up Nicholson St to the Capital City trail, across to Princes Park, back through the uni. Pushed the pace to fit this in before dark, and it was fun although knees protested against the pavement. Main route choice error was that you can't run through the most intensely-restauranted part of Lygon St. I do like Melbourne. There are so many more shops and cafes and corner stores than in Adelaide, even allowing for the larger population. And it just feels like an older city.

I'd say TGIF, but this only emphasises how many of the things I needed to get done at work this week I didn't manage to do. Felt better after going for a run rather than staying back to do some of these things, but reckon I'd need to run an ultramarathon in order to clear my head enough to sleep soundly. Mind you, after struggling to get back to sleep when Geoff got up at 3am, I then eventually slept through my alarm this morning! Had better not do that tomorrow.

Still didn't have much energy, so turned back at the train line. Work is really taking it out of me lately. Hope I actually remember that I need to fly to Melbourne on Sat morning! (for a conference)

Disastrous Moneghetti fartlek. My legs just wouldn't go fast (except when the cat came after me*), and the floats were more like sinks. When I finished a sudden lightheaded moment meant it was prudent to pre-emptively lie on the pavement rather than passing out from standing height.
*Something brown and furry came snarling at me out of an alleyway. I thought it was a dog intending to gnaw my ankles off, so jumped about 3 feet in the air, but it was actually a cat fluffed up to full defensive size and equally as startled as I was!

Plodded home. Maybe I need more iron? Or better quality sleep. I can't get rid of the feeling all the time lately that I have had an argument with someone, even though I haven't!

Didn't leave work in time to fit in a run before 2014 programme meeting - but anyway I have a painfully cracked heel from getting my feet wet once too often :(

Attack of the Killer Physio
I definitely notice that orienteering messes more with my knees than plain running does.

With F&T, B&S. We found some slippery bits. Afterwards I dropped in on Zara and got to see the World Rogaine Champs bedsheet.

Left home at 9am, got home at 6pm. This is why I don't go orienteering - it takes up ALL DAY (admittedly time included picking up/dropping off parents, and going to see grandfather after O, but still...)

Not rocket science, but pleasant enough. I enjoyed the squelchiness underfoot but wasn't moving too fast (legs tired from yesterday but also I'm out of practice in terrain), and sometimes switched off from map reading and was surprised to see a track. Some end-of-leg veering and some control circle lucky finds - it's hard not to make point features in a pine forest bingo-ish.