September 28, 2010 in Uncategorized
Yup that’s right, set myself a new PB in last weekend’s Cape Town Marathon 10km race in 1h08m. Which is a whopping 8 minutes faster than the last 10km I did in August, so I’m pretty chuffed with myself. Hopefully gonna break that one hour barrier soon…
The irony of course is that in the last 10km on Women’s Day I walked a lot of it because my legs were so sore from the trail run the day before, and this time I pretty much ran the whole way except for about 3 stops where I walked but only for about 5 seconds to catch my breath. And I only ran it 8 mins faster… I’m sure some running boff out there could tell me why though?!?! Anyone?
(Left – the girls that I run with from the WCAC – Carin, Glenda, Janine and Toni – after the 10km race on Sunday, in all our sweaty glory!)
After that I was feeling pretty invincible and on Monday morning went to a spinning class and then CrossFit - which turned out to be a gruelling class of deadlifts (in which I topped my maximum weight and lifted a staggering 79kg!! Woo hoo!!).
However, the workout nearly floored me with 3 rounds of the following:
30 deadlifts (I used a 23kg weight)
15 burpees (STILL hate them…)
150 jumps with skipping rope
At first glance not too hectic – but remember, it was THREE ROUNDS. By the time the third one rolled around I was pooped. But what a way to start a Monday (red-faced, sweaty and trembling a little) – it was invigorating!
However, my plans to do a run tonight with the West Coast Athletic Club have been thwarted a little since last night I was out walking my dogs and some other guy couldn’t control his dogs and they attacked mine.
Long story short, in what cannot in any way be described as a graceful breakaway from the ensuing dog fight I somehow stood on my own foot (I know, right? WHO does that?) and twisted it. Needless to say I didn’t cut a very authoritative figure as I tried to call my dog to safety and we both limped home with our respective tails between our legs.
Fortunately I was the only one that was hurt though – although Mojo’s ego took a bit of a battering, but being a dog he has swiftly moved onto thinking about more enjoyable things like rubbing his bum on my pillow, chewing socks that fall from the washing line and re-arranging offending plants in the garden.
My ankle however,is still a bit sore. Which poses a problem as I only have les than 2 weeks to train for the Gun Run Half Marathon…
It’s not swollen or bruised, and to walk on it doens’t really hurt, it’s more when I sit down and cross my legs. So what do you think? Rest it or run on it?