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I ran yesterday.  It was very boring.  I saw some fields and sheep.  What a surprise.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Stats:
Distance: 3.55 miles
Time: 40:05
Pace: 11:17 m/m
Calories: 368
Fields: some
Sheep: some

I’ve only run twice on a Saturday since I moved here, nearly six months ago.  And at home Saturday was the day that I was almost guaranteed to run.  Hmm.  Not good.  But as I was still motivated after seeing the Royal Parks Half last week and because I got up to an empty house (which, as easy as Shaun is to live with, I do like an empty house) and so was nice and chilled out, decided to go for a run.  Actually, I’d decided yesterday and I especially had to run this morning seeing as I’d said to Shaun I couldn’t go to the post office for him as I was going for a run and he said running was more important and so I was let off going to the post office duties.

I decided to investigate the field I’d seen the footpath lead to the other day and as I’m running down the road Modest Mouse start singing “out of breath and out of cash” and I think how did they know? and I get to the first field and there’s a man with a dog but the dog is friendly and not one of those stupid barking ones and so I stop to stroke the dog and its head is nice and soft and warm and furry and I stop stroking the dog and carry on and I get round the field and the man has almost caught me up as he’s taken a diagonal route and then I don’t want to go into the trees in case he follows me but then I think he was in the field before me and probably only went in there to walk his dog, not to follow anyone because he wouldn’t have known if there was anyone in the field to follow or not and so I go through the trees into the next field and then I’m back onto the road and I go into the new field and the path leads up but I don’t want to go anti-clockwise, I want to go clockwise, otherwise it’ll feel like I’m going further away from where I want to go and so I go clockwise but then I realise it didn’t matter which way I went, as I’ll end up back where I started anyway and the bit I’m running on is all freshly tractored and dug up and it’s all soft and the ground is moving beneath my feet and I think can’t they build a nice concrete path through these fields or something? and I get round to the other side and there’s a bridge into another field and I think I’ll investigate that field one day and then I’m on a path that’s not just mud and I get to the tree and I’m not going to be doing my planned four miles, it’s only going to be three and a half and then Muse finish their song and say merci boucoup and I wonder why they’re speaking French and then I realise it’s probably a live concert in France and I wonder if the crowd pretended not to understand what he said and then another band come on and they ask if they’re the best band in the world but it doesn’t sound like Cardiacs so no, it wasn’t the best band in the world and I get home and I’ve done 3.5 miles really really slowly but I blame the mud.

Stats:
Distance: 3.54 miles
Time: 42:24
Pace: 11:59 m/m
Calories: 366
Empty houses: 1
Mes gone to the post office: 0
Friendly dogs: 1
Stupid barking dogs: 0
New fields: 1
Muses speaking French: 1
Best bands in the world: 0
Music:
Modest Mouse
Muse
Kaiser Chiefs

After turning up to just miss Shaun over the finish line at the Royal Parks Half (he crossed the line at a blistering 1:37 and I got there at 1:43, bah), I was quite sad at seeing all the runners and not being one of them and so the next day, newly motivated, I wanted to go out for a run.

Except I didn’t as I had a load of things to do, but I did look at races in the future and came across the Thanet 10 on 6 December.

When Shaun came home in the evening I said do you think I can train in time? and he said no, so I said why not? and he said because you didn’t train for the Royal Parks Half and so I said but if I did train, can I get up to 10 miles in 7 weeks and he said yes and so I said I’m going to enter the Thanet 10 then and he said ok but don’t buy your entry beforehand, enter on the day and I said why? and he said because you keep buying entries and then not turning up and I thought he had a point and so I’m going to try not to buy an entry although it will be difficult because I like buying things that I will waste like entries to races I don’t turn up for and clothes that will remain in the wardrobe, unworn, for many years and houses I don’t live in and so today I woke up still motivated and went out for a run and wondered if it would be more fun if I could see where I was going and so I put my glasses on to run in for the first time ever.

Nothing much happened on my run but there were a few dog walkers about and I don’t like stupid countryside dogs as all they do is bark and make me nervous and I don’t see the point of people in the countryside having dogs as they all keep them on leads and the dogs can’t even play freely and the dogs must be a bit pissed off and that’s probably why they bark so much and not happy friendly dogs like the ones in London and a couple of people went over a stile and carried their dog over and I wondered how they carried their dog over as it looked like a heavy dog to me and then another couple of people came along with their stupid barking dog who started snapping at my heels and I thought I’m going to kick your stupid barking dog in the head if you don’t pull it away and they did pull their stupid barking dog away and it remained unkicked in the head and as I got out of the field I saw a footpath I’d never seen before and I wondered if it was because they’ve cleared the entrance to it or is it because of the magical properties glasses have of improving your sight? and I get back to the house and I’ve gone 2.99 miles and so I run down to the end of the garden to make it up to 3 miles and I’ve done it without stopping in 34 minutes which I’m quite pleased with until I realise that I should be able to do it in 30 minutes which means I’ve got to shave over a mile a minute off my time and I think maybe this marathoner’s pasta will help and they also do a triathlete’s pasta too, cool.  (Thanks to Go Faster Food for bringing this to my attention on Twitter.)

Stats:
Distance: 3.03 miles
Time: 34:07
Pace: 11:16 m/m
Calories: 313
Races not entered: 1
Pairs of glasses worn: 1
Stupid countryside dogs: 3 or 4
Pasta shapes for marathoners and triathletes: 1
Music:
Radiohead
PJ Harvey
Blondie
The Cure
Muse

I have run.  Three times.  Two of which I didn’t blog.  But running round here isn’t very inspiring and I don’t have anything to blog about.  Nothing of any interest, anyway. Today I saw a dead hedgehog but I think it was the same dead hedgehog that I mentioned before and I reckon mentioning a dead hedgehog once I can probably get away with before I bore people stupid, but mentioning the same dead hedgehog twice might be pushing it a bit. 

Still, maybe the new area will be more inspiring.  We’re on the move.  And I only moved here five months ago.  But Shaun wanted me to go and see a house he was really excited about because it’s got a 150’ front garden and a 160’ back garden, or something like that and I looked at the particulars and said no way, I’m not living there, it’s got beams and fireplaces and everything else that I really really hate and I don’t care if it’s got a big garden and we went to look at the house from the outside on the way back from seeing a nice house in a crap location and it’s on a busy road and the busy road is very ugly and the house is opposite a pub and a motorbike shop and I said forget it, I’m not living there and I say I’m not even going to go and look at it but somehow in the morning, I’m getting in the car to go and look at the house I’m not interested in in the slightest and we go into the house and nearly bang our heads on the ceiling as the ceilings are very low and we’re not exactly tall, we’re only 5’6 and we look round the house and the house is very unloved and I think the man who decorated my house must have decorated this house and it’s done really really badly and I go into the conservatory which Shaun says will be my office and I think hmm, I could see myself working in here and it overlooks the garden which is the most gorgeous garden I have ever seen in real life and it’s got trees and everything

and we look upstairs and Shaun stands in the bath to see if there’s enough room for a shower and he bangs his head on the ceiling and decides not but says he can raise the ceiling and fit a shower and we look in the bedrooms and they’re very small and the fitted wardrobes in the  main bedroom don’t even open without a massive yank and we leave the house and I say, actually, I quite like it, you can buy it if you want to and we go and see another house which isn’t even a house, it’s a bungalow and although it has a lovely kitchen and is well decorated and not falling apart like the other one, I don’t get any sense of home about it and I say I don’t like that one and Shaun looks surprised and says really? and I say, yes, really, don’t like it, I like the other one and he says ok then I’ll make an offer on the other one and he does this on Monday and they say no, and the negotiations go on for a couple of days and eventually they say yes and hurrah, we’re going to go and live in a falling down house where anyone over 5’6 will bang their heads.

Stats (for the last three runs)
Distance: about 9 miles
Time: about 2 hours
Pace: about 12 m/m
Calories: about 900
Same dead hedgehogs: 1
New houses: 1