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The older I get the better I was... but after many years of idle burrowing the candle of desire is still burning and I have come to realise that running is as much a part of me as my heart and lungs... In Christmas 2008 I was 82kg and was not running a step..This is my journey , the journey of the wombat...Dogged...determined...persistent...and maybe a little grumpy.. but like the wombat my journey is territorial, its about running and I am going to work to protect it...Come along for the ride and see if I can become the wombat warrior. 2009 was a mixed bag for the wombat's journey.A top ten placing in both the Bridges and the City Surf brought a small sense of achievement but also a degree of frustration.... I think I can do better and better I will in 2010. A better run in the Busso Half iron man in support of TV in his swim and bike ride and that was about the extent of my racing. Lets see what happens in 2010 as "My journey Continues". Now in 2011 the wombat will continue his journey, but not alone the wombat has a youngling who knows how to dig. 2015 and its a new beginning , time goes on and the journey to the 2016 World Masters is under way.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Another week added...

Pretty stoked, the old wombat has returned to work and through maybe good planning and a bit of luck I have managed to maintain the daily runs.

I am a little weak minded in that I just have not pulled my finger out and started running in the morning. Put simply its just me being weak and letting my sleepy brain over rule my " lets run" brain. As Mrs wombat keeps telling me.." If you get the run done in the morning the afternoon will become a bonus in terms of mileage." (I hate it that she's right)

Had to do a couple of runs which involved running around the block 5 times to get the 5 miler done because I had left it too late but at least its runs on the board. As the legs get stronger I feel that I can start asking more from them however I am very wary of too much too soon. Especially after blowing it last year in the lead up to the bridges and the masters games.....

Old and wiser but also fearful of stuffing up the hard work tends to hold you back a little , time will tell I guess....

One of my training partners turns 50 tomorrow so its off to Port Beach, will attempt to get the long run done prior to heading out. Again this will involve some battle in my head about getting up. I just don't enjoy running first thing in the morning on squeaky legs. Oddly enough when I occasionally wake up at 3am to go to the toilet the legs and ankles move better than they do when I actually wake up at 6am but I am not going to go for a run at 3am.... or maybe I should.

Anyway crew hope all is going well with your own trials and tribulations and the goals and targets are clear and the mind set is right...

Barrel on wombats...

1 comment:

  1. It's funny how we are all different. I know that if I don't get out in the morning, the chance of me having an enjoyable/worthwhile run later in the day are about 10%. I might drag myself out but I know it will be crap. I reckon the best thing about running in the morning is that it doesn't matter how how your day goes, you have already achieved something.

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