Happy Days Take 2!!

Well ain't life grand.  All this running has meant the endorphins are kicking in good and proper and I am just one happy little vegemite....

But first....CONGRATULATIONS to my bike skool buddy Joh aka Whippet Gal who WON the womens bit of the Canberra Marathon at the weekend.  I say "womens bit" cos I am not quite sure of the correct terminology.  Well done dude.  

Anyway, with the official business out of the way, back to ME!!  (hehehehe don't you love blogging, so damned self centred?).

Ok I will admit it - that the "plan" for Saturday did not eventuate, I got carried away on Friday night (as I tend to do most Fridays) and forgot that anything over three glasses of wine = serious trouble on Saturday morning.  So I woke up with an ugly head in more ways than one - i.e. wine hangover.  Yuck.  Last thing I felt like doing was my 20km run.  But up I got and run I did.  Remember I was supposed to do two laps?  Well after one I was ready to lick the puddles on the pavement, I was really struggling.  So I gave up at one lap.  Not exactly the talk of committed athletes, hey?  Frankly, Saturday couldn't be over quickly enough.

Thinking back, this appears to be a theme on Fridays.  I get sooooo excited that Curtis is coming home and that it is the weekend and I get to go out and play and don't have to sit in an office, that I just forget myself, we always go out on Friday nights for dinner with Curt and his girlfriend and mostly other friends join us, and, well, I just forget because I am having a good time and before I know it I am a bit scuttered but having THE TIME OF MY LIFE.  Must address this over the next two weeks at least.  Cannot have TIME OF MY LIFE next Friday.  Nope.  Because I will be having the TIME OF MY LIFE on Saturday only a different sort of time of my life.  Kind of harder than sipping fizzy wine and feeling indestructible.  Sipping from a camelbak and feeling indestructible hopefully.

I got a nice PM from Brick asking how I was feeling and was I enjoying my taper.  I had just come in from a run and he got a very pumped response, LOVING IT, LOVING RUNNING, LOVING EVERYTHING.  Running must be a bit like speed or cocaine, not that I have tried either, but it does get my tongue flapping and my brain loving everyone and everything.  Scary that.

Tomorrow I am having the day off and we are going bushwalking at Wentworth Falls with my old boss from Ireland who I haven't seen for 20 years.  I am really looking forward to showing him the best the Blue Mountains has to offer, whilst getting some sneaky stair training in....

I am just loving life and everything at the moment.  I also have the fear of God in me about this race!!  So many emotions running around, I am just getting to the point I want it to happen so I can go out and give it a go and see what happens. 

I just re-read all this - what a load of old blether!  But I am leaving it because I know I will look back at this time in my life and laugh.  These are the good times.