Saturday, 21 February 2009


Last night I accidentally drank a bottle of wine and drunkenly Facebook-bragged to JogBlog that I would still run today. So around 4 I finally got myself back on the roads for 6 miles that felt pretty good. I can definitely feel the time off, though.

OK, must update this worst blog post ever. I was running to get out the door (saw Catie Curtis last night at the Borderline...awesome as always) so I just wanted to get something in there so it would be on the right day.

So, first, must respond to Xenia who thought I should have taken photos of the nast on my foot. This is going to be gross, so close your eyes if you want! Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) I have such runner's callouses on my feet that it didn't even look bad when it was at it's worst, and then the chiropodist used a blue towel to mop it up so I couldn't even tell how gross it was, but I will say that it felt immensely better as soon as she cut it open. But if I ever have that kind of painful hot spot again I'll get to the chiropodist ASAP.

Next, Irish Cream, my fellow wine, am I glad not to be the only one who drinks and then goes running. If only I was as fast as her when doing it.

Anyway, my run was pretty wasn't 6 miles nonstop - I took a break every mile and a half and had to do a little walking in my last bit, but even so I am really pleased to have done it. I wanted to go to yoga today but there's no good class anywhere close today, so I'll have to settle for running the kinks out of my legs tomorrow morning.


Irish Cream said...

Hahaha, I love that you said you "accidentally" drank a bottle of wine--I'm glad I'm not the only one that happens to! Great job getting out there, and I'm glad to hear the miles felt pretty good :)

Jonathan said...

You are insanely awesome! Miss you!

Xenia said...

How disappointing. ;)

Nike+ said...

Hello Mega.
Congrats for your blog.
An email to get in touch?

bill carter said...

The cool thing is that you got out there and did it. I used to (ok still do) run after Friday nights that involved the drinking of copious amounts of mixed drinks and the occasional bottle of wine. I'll admit that the pace may have even been quite a bit slower.

Best of luck with everything.