What is the best cure for having a tooth remove? Just like everything in life, you go for a jog.
I haven't gone one for a while. I went for a run on Sat morning before heading to the dentist. I don't even consider it as a run. It's more like a waddling my butt across the neighbourhood. Mentally I wasn't focus on running. I was rushing to get it done. Fifteen minutes later, I was huffing and puffing dragging myself back home.
It's funny when you consider that three weeks ago I ran 5 hr. Now I can't even do 20 min.
I am looking forward to the Hannukah Hustle. There is something about racing that get my blood flowing. Maybe it is because I am really making the commitment (slapping down the 30 bucks to register). Or maybe it is the competitiveness in me. I can already picture how the race will be (visualize, visualize, visualize). Taking every stride in perfect motion. Arms swinging back and fourth. Are my breathing steady? Yes. Can I push a bit harder? Yes. Ok, move faster. How's my HR? 170? Good. Let's maintain that till the end. And no, I won't be pushing grannys and other runners off the road :P.
My right knee is still achy. It is on and off. This morning I felt it. When I message it, it felt fine.
The included pic was taken 200 meters before the finish line in my triathlon. That's the mindset I am seeing myself in the 10 km run.
3 comments:
I like the intensity in that photo!
any bad run is better than no run :)
cool pic!
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