We are back in London for just a long weekend, so far the nutritional value of living in one of the World’s top foodie destinations may not be apparent to an outsider.
Thursday
Afternoon coffee and cake
Ribs, Burger and Fries, Red Wine
Friday
Coffee and Pastry
Chicken and Avocado Sandwich
Afternoon coffee and cake
Fish, chips and mushy peas – as Mr JCR said the food of champions
Saturday
Tea
Coffee, cereal
Cocktails and Brunch
Sunday
Tea
Coffe and pastry
Afternoon Tea Adventure with my nearly god-daughter
All of this is fine and lovely but I have to admit, shifting the fish and chips out of bed this morning to go for a run was quite hard. Not least because I think the haddock was still alive, certainly there was a large weight around my middle. After yesterday’s fast and long run, I didn’t have high hopes for today – I really thought it would be a slow plod. Still the food of champions had worked its magic and actually once I was under way the kilometres took care of themselves.
I spent my run skirting the City, as the roads and pavements are quiet. Quite a few runners out today; the nice thing about weekend running is the politeness levels increase quite dramatically. Running towards Holborn and a guy stepped in my way and apologised – that would never happen during the week. Running near Chancery Lane and a fellow lady runner came in the opposite direction, smiled and waved at me. And then on Cheapside a removals man was shifting a big box on a trolley and couldn’t get out of my way quickly enough and he apologised too and called me ‘Darlin’. I am of the age when being called Darlin’ doesn’t offend me, and quite makes my day.
The weather was nice and cool which helps my pace, oh and another thing that may have helped, is that my new nifty running belt was being laundered, so my phone was tucked into my bra for the run. My second km was totally ignored in timing, as one of my boobs had paused the app. So my run times are an approximation, please take with a pinch of salt. Good news is this run now means my kms to run for the year are just under the 1200 mark. And after today’s cocktails and unwise brunch, who knows how well I can run tomorrow? Especially if my boobs doctor the statistics.
Playlist
Ben – Michael Jackson
Clint Eastwood – Gorillaz
Denis – Blondie
Ivan Meets GI Joe – The Clash
Mickey – Toni Basil
Girls and Boys – Blur
Oliver’s Army – Elvis Costello
Sharp Dressed Man – ZZ Top
Tracy Jacks – Blur
You’re The First, The Last, My Everything – Barry White
Man-eater – Hall and Oates
A Message To You Rudy – The Specials
Ziggy Stardust – David Bowie
Stats
Distance 7.0km
Time 42:01
Average Pace 6:00 (mins/km)
Elevation Gain 20 metres
Alzheimer’s Challenge
Kms Done 823.37
Kms to do 1194.63
