When only your mother reads it!

Tonight I did the first core session (and upper body weights) since October last year. I am already dreading tomorrows impending pain. It felt great to be able to do everything in the loft though, with the music of my choice on the CD player! It will be even better when we get our bench, which Graeme ordered last night. It's a Marcy one (same make as my Olympic bar and weights) and will mean we can do a whole body workout.
I emailed William to ask which days would be best to do some core and upper body stuff, as I do enjoy doing weights (despite finding them very difficult). It's amazing that I struggle like hell to lift 3KG dumbells for shoulder press, yet can squat around 80KG... it's like having two halves of different bodies!

I've been reading up on some of the information on ultra running. I've read a lot of "brain training" sort of stuff, and also some really funny articles. I particularly liked the one entitled "You know you're an ultra runner when...". Some of the comments made me laugh, such as... "A 10 minute mile is a blistering pace". It was also good to read that you nearly always walk hills too. That was something that William had emailed me about, actually, after my last long run which was quite hilly. I had tried to keep as best as I could to the 25/5 run/walk ratio, (despite the hills), and William had later told me that hills dictate their own pace. It made me even more proud for how I'd coped on one of the toughest routes I could chose to run.

There was also an article from a Fetchie (Binks) about tips for running an ultra. It, again, was really funny in parts, however also very informative! I think he had wrote the article pre Badwater, which made his Badwater race report even better than I thought it was at the time he wrote it, last year.
His take on a race is that it would be completely boring if you trained for it, did it well and got a PB... trained for another race, did it well and got a PB... trained for another race, got another PB... and so on. He said it makes for a much better story down the pub if you were having a shit race and was falling apart and in agony but pulled yourself through it. That made me laugh out loud, as I always say if I had a great race with no problems I probably wouldn't write a race report about it, because I'm good at writing a disaster and not a fairytale. This was probably true of Windermere... I think I wrote a few lines about it because I enjoyed the whole thing (although it was far from easy).
Another comment he made, was to always write a blog so you can always refer back to it. I began this blog after Marrakech last year, as I wanted to write exactly how I felt about things but with not necessarily everybody knowing about it. (I had previously wrote my blog on Fetch). He said that the blog was mostly for your reference and not to worry if only your mother reads it. How sad am I? My mam isn't interested in it at all. :-)