Big foot

I was livid yesterday. I'd ordered road shoes from SportsShoes.com on a 24 hour delivery and they hadn't come. I got home to find they had been delivered to my home address (and addressed to Graeme not me) but they were back at the sorting office because no-one was in (surprise surprise). Needless to say I was fuming at their incompetence.

This morning I went to collect them, and prayed they would be OK, otherwise what would I wear for Amsterdam? I decided I'd have to run on the treadmill so that if they weren't any good and I realised fairly quickly, then there would be no loss of tread and I could send them back. Fortunately this was not the case, and they were totally fine, so I really AM a size 7.5 shoe now... talk about Big foot!!. I wore my XL vest and did a 15:5 run/walk which is what I'll be doing for the marathon next week. After an hour of running 10mm pace and walking around 14mm pace, I thought I should maybe speed it up a bit. I do find running on a treadmill much harder and it always seems faster, but moving up to 9:50mm pace seemed ever so much faster. I was actually thinking, Jesus, I don't think I could do this for 26.2 miles. The sweat was pouring out of me, and I had chosen not to take any gels or coconut water thinking a 2 hour run wasn't enough to warrant any. It wasn't until the very last 15 minute run part that I realised I had moved down to a 9:40mm pace by accident... so THAT'S why it felt so much harder... 20 seconds a mile is a lot faster when you're thinking you've just gone down 10 seconds. So, I considered it a bonus.

I then sorted out my justgiving page so that people can donate via text. I have to admit that I was kept awake last night for about an hour (right in the middle of the night too) because the previous day I had come across details of my donations compared to those that donate to me. I was quite upset to see that over the last one and a half years I have donated just short of £500 and not had hardly any back myself... I find it is always the usual people who donate to my page each time too. I got myself in a nark thinking that I should stop sponsoring people who couldn't give a flying fuck when it came to sponsoring me back. Don't get me wrong... there are a lot of people who do a lot of fundraising, and I wouldn't expect them to reciprocate my donations (If they did that to everyone they would be skint), but it certainly made me look on my future donating in a new light! I've got over the strop about it now... things never seem so dark in the morning do they? I think it's just because I put my plans 'out there' because of how strongly I feel about the charity with regards to my friend and her recent disability... I would have much preferred to keep it all to myself in any other situation. Anyway, like I said, I'm over it now, and back to my chipper self. :-)