Hot, hard, work.
Everyone here is talking about the weather, as the heat and humidity continue despite now being half-way through autumn. Birds are nesting, fruit and vegetables have gone into spring mode and everyone and everything is confused. We're told by the weather boffins this will continue for several more weeks yet, possibly well into winter. In one sense I'm happy for the warmth continuing, but there's no denying the freakiness of the weather is more than a little concerning.
So anyway, here today we had another 35 degrees Celsius with high humidity, but I also had scheduled my toughest tempo run of the campaign thus far and just had to get on and do it despite the conditions. And so I did, and indeed it
was my toughest run this year, but like all tough runs successfully undertaken, it leaves you with an indefatigable feeling of wellness for the rest of the day. Some call this smugness, but what would they know?
Wellness and perhaps a little smugness aside, I still have plenty of work to do. The Sydney half marathon is just a touch over five weeks away (yes, I've decided I may as well run this one again, and have entered), and my long runs are not nearly long enough. There's still time, but only just, and I'm not confident of a particularly fast time on race day, but as I keep saying, that doesn't really matter. Better times and better races lay further ahead, so long as I keep at it.
Work will interrupt somewhat, and already has, as disasters occur and new systems come online, which makes the workplace very draining, as well as staff shortages, all requiring extra days of work. The good part of continuing to run despite all this is that I cope with the hours and conditions at work so much better: an important therapeutic aspect of the sport I've known about for a long time, but all too often fail to act on. This time, however, all is looking good.
But gee, this weather sure is strange.
April Fuels
