Unicorns and Pixies

After the last update I had a serious think about what I was doing and why, and I feel a lot better for it.

I created my justgiving page (www.justgiving.com/secretinseattle) and by writing the plea for donations I feel remotivated, knowing that I'm not destroying my knees for no reason, not just on a whim that started in Australia on a bored Tuesday morning.

I really should thank Mr King for his working practice theories - get it done and do what you like around that time. Well that's what I took from him, and that's what allowed the first 10 or so posts here to be written. I was invited to Dinner with the Dicksons, the first proper meal I've had in a long time, followed by some cracking cheese on toast. In the morning I had a proper breakfast in the Trutch. All this nutrition must have been good for me, as I had the energy to run for THREE HOURS AND FIFTEEN MINUTES NONSTOP.

Muck fe, it wasn't even that hard. I listened to both Sarah mixes, a new Chopup I've made here and Radio Soulwax Pt3, before heading to some Primal Scream and finishing back at my favourite bench with Mr
Brightside and Juicebox.

I've not been able to map the run accurately yet, and I don't know when I will be able to (though seeing as no-one knows about this blog and won't until Dec 1st it doesn't really matter) but as a rough estimate I believe I covered SIXTEEN MILES. That's Trutch to East Mall and back, in for a drink and Advil (best idea ever), then around False Creek, back over Burrard Bridge and home to Trutch. I just kept going, and though I was tired and a bit achy today, it has renewed my positivity in maybe being able to finish in Seattle.

Originally I had wanted to complete the marathon in around four hours, but I now realise that finishing in that time isn't going to happen. If my estimate of 16 miles is correct I am paced for the marathon at about five and a half hours. Five hours would be great, but as all the books I read in Australia told me, for a lazy fat bastard to finish at all having started with the fitness of a wet couch just six months ago is pretty good.

I just hope I can walk after all this.




No Snickering.