Juneathon Day #23

I wake up and get up and then realise that I don’t know what the time is so I check the time and fuck me it’s only 5:45 so I go back to bed but I’m wide awake and I think I should just get up and go out for a run and anyway I’ve got new running kit to try on which is still in its bag and I haven’t even looked at it yet and then my alarm goes off at 7 and I think why the fuck did I set my alarm last night? and I get up and turn it off and go back to bed and then I fall asleep and wake up at 8:30 and I get up and wonder if the bottle of wine I had last night was a good idea when my half marathon training schedule has an 8 mile run down for me today and I decide it was a good idea although I probably shouldn’t have drank half of it before I made my dinner because trying to make my dinner of aubergine and smoked tofu parcels when I was pissed wasn’t very easy.

I decide to leave my camera at home for once and ponder whether to take my phone in case of any broken legs in the middle of the marshes emergencies and needing to call for help and I decide that I should take it in case of an emergency and I get all of a mile when the charge on my wireless headphones runs out. Fuck. And I don’t know what to do, I’ve got 7 miles left and I’ve never run without my iPod before and I can’t go back and get my other headphones as if I go back, I’ll never go back out again and so I continue without music and all I can hear is my heavy breathing and my feet banging against the ground and although I had no delusions about being a delicate little flower floating gracefully over the ground, I didn’t realise I sounded like a herd of chain smoking elephants either.

I get round the marshes and I have two miles left to go and I go up to the sports field and I can see someone running round it and I think fuck off out of my sports field and when I get up the bank I can see there’s loads of people in the sports field and I think bollocks, I’m not going up there then, what am I going to do? I can’t do two miles round the park, that’s going to do my head in but I don’t want to go round the streets so I’ll have to go to the park, so I go to the park and there’s someone running in there the opposite direction to the way I want to go and I think for fuck’s sake and I must have said it out loud because she leaves the park and I have the park near enough to myself and I think I’m going to lose the will to live if I have to go round the park four times and at 7 miles I stop to walk a bit and my feet are dragging along the ground and I start to run again and I think shall I continue ’til I get round the park as that will be over 8 miles but as soon as my Garmin hits the 8 mile mark I turn it off and walk home and then have the dilemma of whether to have a sausage sandwich or crunchy peanut butter on toast and I can’t decide and I wonder what a sausage and crunchy peanut butter sandwich would be like and I decide it would probably be crap.

Today’s route

Stats:
Miles: 8.02
Total time: 1:32:25
Average pace: 11:31
Total calories: 715
Headphones running out of charge: 1
Music:
Cardiacs – Plane Plane Against The Grain
Graham Coxon – Fags And Failure
Graham Coxon – My Idea Of Hell