Robust August

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

It's the fifth day of spring and we've moved from scarves and beanies to bushfires and warm, muggy nights in the blink of an eye. I was up before 4 this morning for my first Pacific Highway out-and-back 10km plod of the new season ... to find it was a warm 19C!

The run went OK - but to be honest I didn't feel on top of my game, but then who does in the middle of the night? The highlight for me was coming across the big traffic sign at the 4.5km point at Roseville. The sign said simply 'Sydney Marathon - 10 days To Go', the implication for motorists being of course that the freeway into the city and across the Sydney Harbour Bridge will be closed to traffic on that day. But at a little after 4 in the morning and being worded the way it was, it seemed as if the sign was there specifically for me... as if I needed a reminder.

Anyway, the run seemed slow and difficult, but I got home in 57:22, which was a reasonable time, so I'm happy with that.

Later, after catching the train to the city I was walking through Darling Harbour on my way to work, and there were hoardes of runners making the most of the dawn warmth of an early summer. Feeling full of a righteous endorphin-fuelled buzz I wanted to smugly tell each one of them that I'd already done my run today, but of course I didn't. Maybe I'm getting old. Another sign of the ageing process - I caught myself noticing that whenever a pretty girl ran past I tended to notice her footstrike and running shoes before noticing ... anything else.

I really need to get out more I think.

So, up at 3:50 a.m., run 10km, get changed for work and catch 5:35 to city, walk 2.5km through Darling Harbour to start work at 6:40 a.m. for a 12 hour, 40 minute shift. A day in the life of Mid Life Crisis Man. Gad, and to think other blokes buy Ferraris.

Umm...


10km 57:22
YTD 1054.0km