3:50 a.m. and the alarm sounds. No time to think about it, just get up and get going. Out the door before I've even realised it's raining. Dash back to grab a cap and off again, still finishing off the dream I had upon waking. Seriously, this lucid dreaming caper is an interesting way to avoid actually thinking about what I'm doing, which is essentially insanity.
Ideal running conditions really - mild and drizzly and I pound along the highway for my 10km, seeing my legs move beneath me but not really conscious yet. I continue the dream, which is a bit of nonsense about two young guys I know (but not really) who make it big as a rap duo called
Anne R.K. I seem to be the guy organising time off school for them. Whatever, it gets me through my run.
And wow - a massive course PB! Where the hell did that come from?
I celebrate back home with a big plate of sausages and eggs.
I'm wide awake now and fully chuffed.
Not just a PB but this morning's run brings up the 300km for the year for me. And it's only
half way through February! Cool!
10km, 55:14
YTD: 303.7km
February 2012 - Base Camp
