Thursday, 24 November 2011

What is it with Wednesday's?

I have never been too partial to Wednesday's.  It began many many years ago when I was at Ballet School.  All day Wednesday's we had Miss Kelly, first for contemporary dance and then for character.  She had the blackest eye's I have ever seen and a temper like you wouldn't believe - she absolutely terrified me and turned Tuesday's into a nightmare of foreboding and Wednesday evenings into a weekly celebration at having survived to live another day.  For three years it always seemed to be Wednesday!.

Through the years I obviously haven't had to suffer the trauma of Miss Kelly but Wednesday's have never been my favourite days, neither one thing nor the other, not Monday enough to be really depressed at the working week ahead but not quite Friday enough to open the champagne.

I thought that I had banished these feelings to an extent, when in January I joined a choir! - it's held on a Wednesday - and no, I sing as well as I run but that's kind of the point!.  It turned Wednesday's into a day to look forward to and I thought 'I'm cured'.

But now, I appear to be back with the Wednesday phobia.  My training week goes like this . . . I have a rest day on Saturday, the longest run on Sunday, which is hard but following Saturday I have, to date, achieved my goals.  Monday and Tuesday's are shorter recovery runs and then on a Wednesday it starts to build up again.  Wednesdays and Fridays are kind of split runs, for example this Wednesday I should have jogged (read lope) for 10 minutes, run (read jog) for 10 minutes, walk (stagger) for 5 minutes, run (jog) for 5, jog (lope) for 10.  Well I got to the first 'run' and I said 'legs, run' . . . nothing!.  I said 'legs, go faster' . . . again, nothing.  Now once again, Madi was at work so I was on my own - but that is a ridiculous excuse, I don't think they allow fun runners to bring along a pacemaker? if that's the problem I really have to get over it.  I did also give blood on Tuesday and having never done it before I do wonder just how long it takes to get back to normal?.  If that was the problem I can live with that because it will get better.

Anyway, today Madi was back and we did a very hard 25 minutes but we did it.  Tomorrow we will attempt another split run, hopefully it will work this time because on Sunday I have 50 minutes to go and that seems like a very very long time!

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