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| Dreadmills. Luv to Hate Them. |
It wasn't that cold out last night, but still. To get all bundled up for an easy recovery run that will be 'short' seemed like more hassle than it was worth. No, I wasn't going to skip it but it did call for some change. We went to the gym!
Boy did I feel stupid when we got there. I completely forgot about the Resolidiots, Resolution-Idiots, that fill the gym thinking they're going to actually lose weight this year. They'll be gone by mid-January but nontheless not soon enough!
I can't say I care much for the treadmill but it has been a looong time since I've been on one so a recovery run is as good as any to try it out again. Immediately I couldn't help but laugh. Workout? I could hardly call it that. I'm sorry, but a treadmill is absolutely nothing like the real thing. It was laughably easier, my HR barely increased. I did sweat buckets though since we were indoors, but that was not a representation of my perceived output. Outdoors I would have run 15, walked 1. On the treadmill, 50 minute run non-stop and I barely felt like I did a workout at all. Great for a recovery 'workout' but there is no way you'll find me on one of these things for serious sessions. Unless the weather is horrific outside or something.
It didn't help that I had the Marlboro man beside me. Nothing like going out to puff on a cancer stick and then come back in and jump on the treadmill when you wreak of nicotine. I had to smell that for 8 minutes. Disgusting. Luckily he didn't last long on the dreadmill cuz I was at my breaking point when he put his ipod headphones in and then started singing out loud. Seriously? What a douche. One thing I did note while on the treadmill was the screens are made for midgets. The control panel is so low that I had to look-down to read it. I 'ran' while looking down and it screwed with my posture and neck muscles. I couldn't look straight because I would lose balance. I got dizzy running on the spot like that. I had to focus on the control panel right in front of me, but it was sooo low. At least I didn't get bored which was a surprise!
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| Nutella on Toast -Yummay! |
After the 'run' I felt fantastic! I can already feel the body repairing itself and I was on an energy high! Oh wait, maybe it was the thick layer of Nutella on a couple pieces of toast I had when I got home. Hey now, it's recovery week - I can top up my calories any way I like! However, I barely slept at all. The energy wave I was riding took me right through sunrise and I'd swear I didn't get any quality sleep whatsoever! Not a problem though, I still woke up with plenty of get-up-and-go. Where did this energy come from? My body is probably thanking me for taking a break finally. Although I remember last recovery week that I was going nuts by the weekend. Must. Hold. Back.
I did have a GREAT laugh earlier in the day. I haven't had a good cry-laugh-help-I-cant-breathe-please-stop episode in awhile. I came across an article on the playskool slowtwitch forums about poo-boy finishing IMFL with 'stuff' running down his legs. He qualified so in the slowtwitch world he's been elevated to the level of 'God-like' status. Anyhow, burried in the thread was a link to a hilarious story with similar theme. Gross - Yes! But I laughed uncontrollably for some reason. Visit this link at your own peril. No photos, just a written story so it's safe lol.
TRAINING:
Run - 50mins Treadmill
TRAINING:
Run - 50mins Treadmill
































