Juneathon: A yearly festival of activity and excuses
I know it doesn’t seem long since Janathon but, yep, it’s that time of year when I pester you to sign up for Juneathon.
In case you don’t know what a Juneathon is, it’s a month of daily exercise – running, cycling, gymming, swimming, extreme sunbathing, whatever and after you’ve done your exercise, you blog about it or if you can’t be arsed to write a whole blog post, you can just tweet your efforts (using the #juneathon hashtag) or post about it on the Juneathon Facebook Page.
New for 2015! Because Louise said on Facebook she wasn’t Juneathoning this year because a) it’s hard; and b) it’s not on Strava and if it’s not on Strava it doesn’t count, I created a Juneathon Strava Club. You can join the Strava Juneathon Club here but it only appears to count running, not cycling or anything else, so if anyone knows how I can change that, please let me know (and not just because I don’t want to be bottom of the Strava leaderboard. Okay, it’s because I don’t want to be bottom of the Strava leaderboard).
Juneathon is fun and it’s free and it’s a great way to make new friends/followers and we even meet up in real life after it’s all over and done with to stuff our faces then go to the pub to drink like the finely tuned athletes we’re not.
Sign up now at the Juneathon website and, remember, slacking is not an option.
The Running Goth has outed me at least three times in different places over the last couple of days for slacking, so before she finds anywhere else to shame me, here’s an update.
On looking at my Running Free Online calendar, it’s not as bad as I thought. Okay, so the blogging perhaps maybe kind of a little titchy tiny bit slightly got a tad slack but I have sort of done some exercise. Look.
I think the 10 minutes last Monday must have been some kettlebells, the 4 miles on Wednesday was, in fact, a 6 mile walk in the countryside (my Garmin doesn’t like pausing too often and when it does it robs me of my mileage. Stupid Garmin). This countryside, to be specific.
The bike ride on Friday was cycling to the station before I went pizza-making with Helsbels where we put in further Janathon effort by kneading the dough for our pizzas. It counts. Shut up.
The bike ride on Saturday was me cycling home after the pizza-making class, after midnight.
Okay, so I was slack last week – I admit it and I did annoy myself by being so slack but after such a promising start to Janathon where I had an immense amount of energy, that energy just seemed to disappear last week.
I promise to do better this week.
Don’t be deceived by the lack of mouth. Sgt FitFlo can ROAR.
FitFlo called me a slacker on my blog yesterday. She said – and I quote – ‘Slacker – get out and do some running!’ Well, I never knew she had it in her to be so Sergeant Majorish, so I did what I was told and this morning I went to the gym and along with 20 minutes on the rowing machine and 20 minutes on the cross-trainer, I did 15 minutes on the treadmill, listening to Audiofuel’s Thru The Gears. If you haven’t got Thru The Gears – get it. It’s fabulous and free and has plinky plonky pianos and at the finish it speeds up and WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH – there’s engines and guitars a-blazing – you’re full of adrenaline and you get to the end and think HELL YEAH! and if you weren’t in the gym, you’d be lying back, lighting up a cigarette and/or turning over and going back to sleep.
You can download it here.
At least FitFlo outing me for being a slacker reminded me of this song, which is one of my all time favourites.
Okay, I admit it – I was a *bit* of a slacker yesterday. And to be honest, today wasn’t holding up to be much better at first. I didn’t have the energy to run but I still fancied a walk in some fields – especially as the postman brought me a bright red bodywarmer and I could have looked like a proper countryside person and everything – but the weather was, as I believe the official term is, minging.
But, I couldn’t slack off two days in a row, could I? No. So I peeked into the conservatory where Shaun’s been making new worktops for the kitchen (despite me pleading for shiny black sparkles, he’s making them himself out of wood) to see if there was enough room for me and there was about two foot of spare rug, so I reckoned I could do a bit of a kettlebell workout without too much danger as long as I avoided tripping up on that sticky-out-bit of wood (which I did. Thank you for your concern).
I used the 10 Minute Solution – Kettlebell Ultimate Fat Burner DVD which – strangely – doesn’t actually contain any kettlebell exercises but dumbbell ones instead. You can use kettlebells for the exercises but I don’t think you’d be very comfy. Still, if you have dumbbells, they’re good workouts.
I did twenty minutes and I promise I’ll do better tomorrow.
At least I haven’t tried to make out reading a book about sport is actually a sport.
Once again, I have slacked in my training. This never used to happen when I lived in London. In London, I had a routine of running home (6 miles) from work once a week and then a long run on a Saturday morning that I rarely missed (we’ll forget that training shouldn’t really consist of fewer than three runs a week). Since moving, I haven’t trained properly for a single race. Today’s excuse is that it was after 8 when I got up and it would have been too late to run after having breakfast as I feel guilty if I go for a run when I should be studying or working.
I even had some pretty purple Brooks Pure Flow running shoes to try out.
Oh well, they’ll have to wait for another time. I’m definitely going for a run on Saturday morning, no matter how late I get up (feel free to swear at me if you see me on Twitter saying ‘got up too late to run, bah’), so maybe I’ll wear them to the gym tomorrow (I’ve also slacked off going to the gym since being back at university, no wonder I’m sleeping so badly at the mo).
I did force myself out for a short bike ride yesterday after lunch. Maybe I’ll go for a run at lunchtime…