Monday, 6 June 2011

The thin line between seizing the day and losing your marbles

Bank holidays rock. Especially when they occur on a Monday.

Long weekends are so filled with promise of all the things you suddenly get to do, that you otherwise don't have so much time with. It can also lead to minor panic, because how on earth will you have time to do all the things you want to do?

For me, the prospect of having a few days off is magic. I didn't have any specific training plans for this long weekend other than to run as much as I felt like. And I did. Almost. It was 18 km on Saturday, 12,5 yesterday, 6,5 this morning and I just might go out again tonight. Just to keep J company on his run, of course. And because it's so much fun. But don't call the men in the white coats just yet. Tomorrow I won't do any running at all.

On the aftermath of my new VFF record, my calves felt a bit stiff as I walked down the stairs this morning, but they gave me no grief later, not during the run and not afterwards either. I've not exactly rested since then, as we went climbing, but considering that I ran so far in my VFF yesterday, my calves are fine. The rest of me could probably do with some rest, what I wrote above about long weekends. Carpe diem and all that.

I seized the day, alright. I'm already looking forward to seizing the day next weekend.


  1. Lååååånghelg! Ljuvligt! Och solen bara skiner! Jag vill inte gå in! Jag tror jag tar en cykeltur på Särö-banan!

  2. Det tycker jag är en fantastisk idé! :D