Well, I have officially completed Week1/Day2 of my fat-butt-to-10k routine. It’s been so long since I ran properly that I decided it would be better to build up using a proper plan then to just go out and run for the hell of it and probably hurt myself.
This now means I’ve got a 14 week plan that involves running 3 times a week. After a few weeks I will do the odd 4 or 5 times in a week but for now I am sticking with the plan.
I also did something unusual for me. I went in to our shed and dug out my mountain bike from beneath the rubble. I then proceeded to put in a new bottom bracket, inner tubes and tyre liners. Just like new! I figured I would ride it a bit this summer to mix it up with the running.
Took my bike out for the first proper ride on Friday morning before work. Went and rode it around some nearby lakes and got nice and muddy. Even stopped to speak to someone I haven’t seen in a couple of years (but I also forgot to pause my GPS tracker). Even had a crash…yep. My first outing on my bike in years and I wipe out. All I did was go to make a left turn and my front wheel just kind of slid out from under me and down I went.
I’d like to say that it was only my pride that was hurt but that went undamaged. My knee however decided to rub itself along the pavement and remove some annoying layers of skin that personally, I had grown rather attached to.
Thankfully my wife made me take some kitchen roll/towel in my pocket (not sure why) so I began to cycle home whilst dabbing the blood from my knee.
I didn’t think anyone would notice but all the people out walking that morning seemed to focus right on the bright red knee as I cycled past them. Typical.
Once I got home my lovely wife provided me with medical attention by cleaning up my scraped knee and I stuck a bandage on it. No problem. Although today (next day) as it has scabbed over it feels like the skin is too tight and it’s difficult and slightly painful to bend my knee as it feels like the skin is going to tear. Good times.
On other non-bloody related matters, I decided to go see the Olympic Torch as it passed through Bracknell, Berkshire. The main reason is because it is a once in a lifetime thing. Also, it is unlikely that I am going to go to any of the Olympic events.
The torch was coming through Bracknell in the early evening so perfect timing really. Got my son after work and we took off to Bracknell to join the thousands of people out to see a bit of history go by them. I gotta say, it was a great atmosphere and felt great to see so many people out there.
The only thing that was a bit strange was the amount of advertising being forced down our throats. Basically the whole torch procession is like a parade but in this parade the ‘floats’ are big trucks and buses advertising Samsung and Coca Cola.
Strange, but after the torch went by I went and bought a new Samsung TV and a crate of diet coke…