Take that, Cedric!

That was Travelling Hopefully’s reaction when I said on Twitter that I’d beaten the stick man (not the rather diminutive chap that I live with but the virtual partner on my Garmin, who I call Cedric [Travelling Hopefully is also trying to think of a name for her’s and has a naming competition on her blog that you can enter and win some sweets]).

I had a bit of a dilemma this weekend. Last year I took part in the 35 mile Great Kent Bike Ride and had hoped to do it again this year. Doing it again this year had indeed been the plan for months and months, although there was a local 10k on the same day that I fancied doing. Then I saw that there was the Big Wheel of Kent on the day before, and so I thought ‘aha, I can do the the Big Wheel of Kent on the Saturday and the 10k on the Sunday. Sorted.

Then I looked at the route and map for the Big Wheel of Kent and the map didn’t actually say where I’d be going and the route looked all twisty and turny and confusing and so I emailed the organisers to ask if there would be arrows along the way. They said no. Bah. Another off-putting thing about the Big Wheel of Kent ride was that it was one way, so after cycling 19 miles from Ashford to Canterbury, I’d have to get the train back. The decision was made for me, however, when I checked the weather forecast for the weekend and it said that it would be raining all weekend. I don’t have a problem at all about running a race in the rain but I’m not cycling in the rain for hours and so I decided to ditch both bike rides and do the 10k on the Sunday and do a 20 mile bike ride on my own on the Saturday after I’d ran.

Because I was doing a 10k on the Sunday, I was going to stick to my schedule that said today I was to do 5 miles but I decided that would be overdoing it a bit and so this morning I thought I’d wake up Cedric and get him to pace me over two miles at 10 minute miles. Then I decided that was too quick and so I set him up for two miles at 10:30 minute miles and yay, I beat him!

Distance: 2 miles
Time: 21:02
Pace: 10:23 m/m
Calories: 213
Stick men beaten: 1

Update for cycling stats:
Distance: 20.56 miles
Time: 2:19:42
Speed: 8.8mph
Calories: 601
Hills: quite a few
Pubs went past: about 3

A blog post

I did run on Saturday and have been berated for not blogging but my run was pathetic as after .43 of a mile, my Garmin ran out of battery and so I turned round and went home and I didn’t know how far I’d really gone as I didn’t know how long my Garmin had been out of battery before I noticed and when I got home I didn’t have time to blog as I had to get ready to go to a party in the Cotswolds and that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it so there.

Distance: .43 miles
Time: 4:04
Pace: 9:29 m/m
Calories: 41
Garmin batteries staying charged: 0
Parties: 1

JogBlog v Cedric the Stick Man

After a reverse sleepness night, i.e. I fitfully slept between 3am and 7am, instead of between 11pm and 3am, I get up with the resolve to beat Cedric, my Garmin’s virtual partner as, after all, I’m only down for two miles today and if I can’t do two miles at 10 minute miles, then I’m even feebler than I originally thought and so I consult the Gmaps Pedometer website as I’m planning to go along the boring bit as that will save me from having to stop at the main road and going over the footbridge and Gmaps says that one mile is not even as far as the bridge and I think but hang on, I’m sure my Garmin tells me a mile is up to the marina but I think ho hum, I’ll just see what happens and I get outside and I think oh shit, I’ve forgotten my gloves and it’s a bit nippy out what with it being December and a particularly cold December at that but I think oh well, I’m only going to be out for 20 minutes and I set off and it tells me Cedric’s in the lead, and I think what? already? and he stays in the lead for a while until I catch him up and I think ha ha, take that Cedric, I’m going to be the champion and there’s an old man standing by the railings pretending to look at something and I think why’s that old man standing by the railings pretending to look at something and he stops pretending to look at something and walks/shuffles off and I get towards the bridge and my Garmin does indeed say I’ve almost gone a mile and I think it’s just as well as I can see a truck clearing away the carpets that I saw yesterday had been dumped outside the bridge and as my Garmin ticks over to a mile I turn round and go back the way I came and I think I’ve never done that before and then Keane or some such shite comes on my iPod and I think fuck off Keane and quickly skip that track and I think Keane are so unnecessary, just like Coldplay, Travis and the Ting Tings who shouldn’t be played on XFM which, after all, is supposed to be London’s Only Alternative or at least it was in the olden days before Capital took it over and I overtake the old man again who is still walking and hasn’t stopped again to pretend to look at something and then there’s a woman running alongside her kid on its bike and I don’t think the kid’s going to be able to get out of my way as he’s looking a bit wobbly and the woman doesn’t look like she’s going to move either and I think what am I supposed to do then? and then the woman does move but only to the other side of the kid and I think that Garmin 301 Virtual Partnerdoesn’t really help much, they’re still taking up the pavement and I manage to go round the side of her and she doesn’t look very happy but I think fuck off, it’s my pavement too and I’m nearly home and still in the lead and I’m knackered and a bit light-headed and I think oh, maybe this is what training’s about, putting a bit of effort in and then my Garmin says goal reached, press the stop button and I press the stop button and the little stick man who’s pretending to be me is standing there with its arms in the air in a I’ve just done an Ironman pose and it says success, you had 00:00:55 to spare which means that I am the champion.  Sorry Cedric.


Splits 31 December 2008

Distance: 2.00 miles
Time: 19:06 minutes
Pace: 9:32
Calories: 177
Old men pretending to look at something: 1
Women with kids on bikes in my way: 1
Cedrics beaten: 1

Beaten by a stick man

As is usual when I go to sleep before 11pm, I wake up at 3am and can’t get back to sleep although I must have done at one point as I dreamt I was a fit bloke, which was an unusual experience for me, what with me being an unfit woman and that and I get up at a reasonable hour as today’s schedule has me down for 3.5 miles and I decide to use my Garmin for more than just telling me how slowly I’m going and how far I haven’t gone and I set up the virtualGarmin 301 virtual partner partner to race me at 10 minute miles which I know I can do, it’s just that I usually don’t, and it’s a bit icy outside and bloody freezing and I’m thinking I should have put two tops on and my lips are numb and as I get to the marshes there’s a hardcore runner out in just a short sleeve t-shirt and shorts and I think brrrrrrrrrr and as I get up to to the marina a girl runs past and says morning then four cyclists come along and one of them says morning and although I don’t really approve of cyclists I decide to be polite and say morning back as I don’t want to give the impression runners are miserable although I’d like cyclists more if they didn’t give the impression that they like going through red lights and cycling on pavements and I’m still ahead of my little virtual partner that I’ve decided to call Cedric and I run up the bridge and skid along the top of it on the ice and I think whoops, and I get over the other side without falling over and I brush the ice off the sign that says something about the cows and it says that if you see the cows having any problems to tell a marshal and I think what kind of problems do cows have? and it says what make of cow they are and it also says they’ll be here until January and I think January? waa, it’s almost January now and it’s not fair and there’ll be no more cows until July and maybe not even then as this year they were late and didn’t arrive until mid-August I think and while I’ve been pissing around trying to think what problems cows have, Cedric’s overtaken me and I think oops and I try and catch him up but I’m feeling a bit feeble and as I get back to the stables I think someone’s behind me and I can see a shadow but it’s only my shadow and I think bloody hell, I really am scared of my own shadow and I scroll through the screens on my Garmin and it’s pretty cool as it shows me how far behind I am and how far I’ve got to go in minutes and feet and it gets to 35 minutes and tells me I’m a loser and I think fine, if Cedric’s that far ahead, he can put the kettle on and then I think, hang on, it’s not a real little man, it’s just a pretend one and he can’t really put the kettle on and I don’t know if the Garmin will carry on recording now the time’s up and I don’t want to run if the Garmin’s not recording it but I think it is as it’s showing me in minus time and I stop the clock and it tells me I’m 1:13 over time and I have been quite spectacularly beaten by the little stick man.  I’ll get him next time.


Distance: 3.56 miles
Time: 36:40 minutes
Pace: 10:18
Calories: 357
Virtual partners called Cedric: 1
Hardcore runners not wearing much: 1
Female runners saying hello: 1
Cyclists saying hello: 1
Cows with problems: 8
Cows leaving in January: 8
Stick men beating me: 1
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