Just ran 9km! That’s the furthest I’ve ran yet. (yes, photo was taken in the elevator. I’m lazy, I admit it.)
I’m cycling Nordsjørittet on June 12th this summer. It’s a 90 km offroad/onroad bike race that goes along the coast between Sandnes and Egersund – super scenic. Helmets are mandatory, obviously. Growing up, I was very casual with my helmet use. It’s awful. My parents were really strict about it and would never let me take out my bike without a helmet, but I remember clearly actually hangning my helmet on the handlebars of my bike if I knew that my parents weren’t goint to see me. Idiotic to say the least.
Even at age 23, when I was working in London, I rode my bike to the office every day from Camden Town to Fleet St. No more than 5-6 km, but in heavy London traffic. Double decker drivers are aggressive, and don’t always respect the bike lane. And yet, there I was, without a helmet. I’m an idiot.
I knew I was an idiot. I know full well the dangers of cycling without a helmet – hell, my brother’s middle school teacher was out of commission for 3 months for a head injury (she wiped out on her bike and wasn’t wearing a helmet). A woman at the bank where I work now died after getting hit by a car on her bike. No helmet.
Yet, somehow I kept riding my bike sans helmet, because it made my hair flat, and I thought it was too hot and uncomfortable. Weak.
The turning point?
On my way to work one day, biking down Pentonville Road towards the office, I saw that Penton Rise was blocked by police cars, there was an ambulance – lots of people, the works. A woman was lying on the ground, her bicycle demolished next to her. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing a helmet or not – to be honest I’m not even sure if it would have made a difference. But it made me realise how “la la la, nothing bad’s ever going to happen to me” I was. That could have been me – I found out later she had been cut off by a bus who simply didn’t see her. She’d been hit 15 minutes before I got there.
So from then on I always wear a helmet. And you should, too.
I may have a new archnemesis. Behold. The running SKIRT!? I didn’t even know these things existed! OK. The girl in the picture below certainly looks cute in it. Unfortunately we don’t all look like athletics models. Le sigh.
I’m sticking to my capris/running tights – this is just too crazy for me.
Disclaimer: I have never been known to be a fan of miniskirts anyways, so I may be biased here.
Isn’t SKORTS the worst unsexy word?
- Wear running shorts. You know the type – slits on the side, loose short shorts. I’ve ranted about how much I despise shorts in the past (they’re fine on other people, just not me), but running shorts deserve a special mention. While not only displaying far more wobbly tissue than I care to share, but also: EPIC chafing.
- Be a morning person. A couple of weeks ago, I got up at 5 am, went to the gym, and went to work. No big whoop – I see bloggers who do this every.single.day. All power to them, I genuinely admire them. It just isn’t for me. I love the feeling of having completed a workout before the workday has even begun, but not only do I not have all that much energy in the morning, but rather than energising me it leaves me longing for my duvet come 11.30. I hope I can keep going to the gym before work every once in a while, but I tell you: the day I start getting up at 5 am on a regular basis, DEFINITELY check the sky for flying pigs and fat ladies in song.
- Starve myself. As much as I want to lose weight, I am a hungry girl who gets grouchy when I’m not fed. A few years ago I did a week on the Cambridge Diet, “nourishing” myself on 3 shakes/soups per day. Gross. I gave up after 5 days, and spent then following 5 days making up for “lost food”. Needless to say, this is not the weight loss strategy for me.
- Never say never – but I don’t intend to wear a one-piece bathing suit any time soon. I never understand how a one-piece is more reassuring/flattering to larger people. Give me a bikini! Seriously, I’ve tried on one-pieces and they are just not a good look at all. I do love these vintagey pin-up style one-pieces, but they don’t suit me, and ultimately result in awkward tan lines.
- Give up! I’ll never stop trying to improve my health, fitness and general wellbeing.
AQUAPAC Digital SLR Case will soon be mine!
It was my birthday in February, and I was informed by my parents to pick a present to make life easier for them. I’m not complaining!
So, since I’m off to the beaches of THAILAND in July (SQUEE!!), I figured a water- and sandproof case for my camera would come in handy. I LOOOOVE taking pictures, but I also have a penchant for dropping and breaking stuff, so this gagdet seems pretty spectacular. I love that I can not worry about my camera at all, and I’m super excited about being able to take pictures under water!!
I will write a review of this when I get it, but what I’ve heard so far is all good!
Baking! My nemesis – i adore to bake, and always bring the finished product to work, but somehow end up sampling WAY too much batter and “ugly ones” in the process.
That being said, they look cool, no? I stole the idea from bakerella – white cupcake “buns” filled with brownie “burgers” and cream cheese frosting for ketchup, mustard and lettuce.
Oh yeah, and please ignore the ski goggles, my sister was going to borrow them and i put them on my head to make sure i wouldn’t forget them.
I haven’t been doing so well lately in terms of sticking to my eating.
Positives: I haven’t gained lots of weight (This morning I was at 77,5 kg)
Negatives: I’ve gotten a lot of bad habits back – and I’m in worse shape. I actually think the reason why I haven’t gained loads of weight back could have to do with the fact that I built a lot of muscle in the beginning, which I have now been losing.
I was really sick for the past two weeks, and while no excuse, this prevented me from exercising – and I’m a bit weak in the sense that if I miss out on exercise, I’m more likely to slip food-wise, which in turn makes me spiral into a continuing “I’ll make the most out of eating poorly now, then get back on track tomorrow”.
“Tomorrow” tends to stay as tomorrow, and before I know it a month has passed, and I’m eating gummi worms for breakfast and loading up on turkey and gravy in the cafeteria instead of a loaded salad.
Anyway. There’s not much point in dwelling – what’s done is done, and now I’m back up again with my workouts – ran a record 9 km on Sunday, and went to spinning last night. I’m sore now, but good sore.
Back on track!
Ps. Could there BE any more candy-filled Easter eggs everywhere?! I need to learn to just say no to free candy!
Pigs are flying.
Hell froze over.
The fat lady sang.
No , in reality, I just got up all kinds of early, and was AT THE GYM at 06.30 am. This may not sound impressive – I read several blogs where people work out at 5 am every single day of the week – but for me, this is pretty uncommon.
The last time I worked out in the morning was in 1999. The year I graduated High School.
So, keeping that in mind – I am quite pleased! I ran jogged 6 km on the treadmill in approximately 40 minutes, then jumped in the sauna for 5 minutes – then headed to work. A guy in my office has started working out in the mornings for the past few weeks, and I’ve always wanted to be able to do it (I just hate getting up in the morning).
Conclusion: I felt smug and pleased. But, also hungry!! It’s only 13.30, and I’m about to gnaw off my arm – and I had lunch at 11. Weak. Also, I’m really quite sleepy 5 hours of sleep is not really all that much.
So I don’t think this is going to become a very regular thing, but I’m excited that I did it, and I will try to include more morning workouts when I drag my ass out of bed in time.