Not drinking alcohol is nearly almost better than drinking it. You can get up early in the morning and do things without feeling hungover, you actually want to do things, you suddenly have energy.
That’s how I managed to go for a good long run/walk/run and be back in the hostel BEFORE 9am. I know. Crazy shizzle. Embarked on a new route too, down to Rush Cutters’ Bay. Followed the path all the way to Darling Point before heading back and doing laps of the park. A hard run in the cold air, but again recovery is noticeably better already. Listened to the Fratellis on random the whole way around, which I won’t be doing again.
Why?
Because some fothermucker has stolen my iPod.
I was away for a night only to come back and find that the one thing that keeps the running vaguely interesting had been stolen. I am not a happy bunny about this. I no longer have the capacity to time runs based on songs. I’ll get my phone sorted out with some tunes, but it’s not cricket I shall tell you that. On discovery of my lack of having anything shiny anymore I rescinded my no drinking rule for an hour or so. I only had three beers but I felt like I deserved them.
I also felt terrible the next day, and Tuesday isn’t much better. This is possibly not booze related. Possibly.
Due to my fragile nature (feeling sorry for myself) I missed a scheduled 20min walk/run, but I did climb the Harbour Bridge which is 50 metres vertical over 2km so that’ll have to do. Today is a rest day, but I may play catch up – even if it’s just a long walk.
I was taken to the best restaurant in Sydney, but I lost my music. I’ve had better weekends. This was the route, 5.3km apparently, plus about five laps of the triangle in the park.
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