Juneathon Day #26

With it being Tuesday, that means it’s a half-marathon training schedule day and as I would never ever ever ever ever not stick to my schedule, I went off to the gym at lunchtime for an interval session as I had been ordered encouraged to do 22 minutes at 9/11kph.  Ouch.

I get to the gym and it’s busy but I find an unused treadmill hiding behind a pillar and get on it and notice the man on the bike in front of me has no neck and I wonder why he hasn’t got a neck and after a few seconds some of my hair has come out of its band and is flapping in my face and won’t stay behind my ear and it’s really bugging me and so after 5 minutes I have to stop to do some girly hair-adjusting type stuff and I carry on and my hair has come loose again and I think fuck it, I’ll be sweating like a pig glowing in a ladylike fashion in a minute and I can just plaster it onto my head and I’m thinking I don’t think I can do all 22 minutes today, maybe it’s too much the day after body pump and only five hours sleep but I carry on and it eventually gets to 18 minutes and I think can I do the final four minutes that I was ordered encouraged to do? and I think well I’ll have a go but I think I’m going to faint or puke or an extremely unladylike combination of both and I eventually get to the end without dying.  Result. 

Someone tell me again why I’m doing this please?

Stats
Treadmill: 22 minutes
Distance: 3.58k
Speed: 9/11kph

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