I am surviving on pure adrenaline at the moment. Only got home at 2 this morning - almost 24hrs of non-stop being on my toes. *Slept* two hours and was out the door by 5am for 7 miles and 40 by 9 flights of stairs. The stairs took me about 7-ish minutes. I am headed out for some junk food - *slurp* - chaat here I come!

Have 4-ish miles on tap this pm. I really want to do an all-out run. Perhaps this will be it? Not sure. At the moment I am just doing 'junk miles' to keep my sanity.

I cant wait for some stability!
So, timed 4-ish miles to go. Somehow writing it down makes me want to do it and report back.
Let you know!

UPDATE!!
I did 3.5 miles instead. I had severe cramping in my tummy - serves me right for having copious amounts of yogurt at lunch - I am lactose-intolerant. Anyway, it wasnt fast at all but atleast its done. I will chalk today as my 'junk mile day'. I just ran to keep the legs moving. I hope to get some decent sleep tonight - atleast 8 hours. Too many demands, too little time. I am under alot of pressure from everywhere. Oh well, atleast I run it off - not many people are that fortunate.

Friday morning easy-paced run

Left home at 3:30am - yes I know - dont start with me! 10 easy miles followed by a 28 lap swim. The swim was done in 20mins. Its 3:30pm, I have a 15 minute breather before I shoot off until midnight tonight - yes, I know, cant wait to finish this week! Looking forward to tonight though...:-))))
I badly need to let off some steam. If I ran just now I'd have a new PR for an HM *atleast*. I will wear my watch and measure my run tomorrow morning - I know it'll be very very fast.
Anyway, this is a rushed post but just wanted to jot this down.
Until tomorrow....:-)

Grumpy grumpy grumpy!

6.35 slow slow miles this am. I am not even sure my 'nap' last night can even be called 'sleeping'. It was so pathetic - I drive myself crazy if I can't get to sleep. I still plodded along for a 70 minute recovery run. It was not meant to be quite this long but I still felt good.
I'm glad I dont have to be on my feet this morning. Plus the heat here is driving me crazy!

I have a funny story to tell. My moods have been so up and down this week. To the people who know me, they know when to leave me alone. Have you heard of the fairytale 'Rumpelstiltskin'? From what I remember its about a miller's daughter who had hair made of spun gold and it was very long. What does this have to do with running, you ask? Well, it has to be with me! All throughout college, a dear friend, who I obviously couldn't stay mad at for too long, nicknamed me 'Grumpelstiltskin'. Needless to say, at the time, this irritated me even more than I already was! Now I look back at that with a smile - he could not have been more right.

3 miles this pm!

Kuidore

I had one of my best runs in a very long time. Very few people know that I was laid up for a good portion of August-October. For the first time in a very long time I struggled to complete even 6 miles. For someone used to running atleast 12 on a daily basis - this was a huge blow to my ego. I knew from the get-go that today was going to be a magical morning. From mile 3 onwards, I kept thinking of Kuidore - my favorite state of being. To be sure, this Japanese word means 'eating to utter collapse'. I, as is usual, like extending this definition to include all the pleasures of life. Sex and Love being integral part of this list. Life to me is an eternal quest towards Kuidore. As Mae West once said "too much of a good thing can be wonderful". I have always likened running to sex to love.

I ran 21 miles from 4:28am this morning on little less than 3 hours of sleep. I had very restless legs for the past 2 days. Only did an equivalent of 9 miles yesterday - 500 repititions of stairs. Needless to say, I was a bit grumpy for most of yesterday.

I wanted to list my mile splits but today's run was so much more than that. It was truly one of those mornings where your glad to be alive. The air was clean. I was, as usual, alone with only the sound of my breath, completely lost in Kuidore.

p.s. if you have read this far, hi Dad!

Lead legs

3 hot sweaty crappy miles this am. Its amazing how much I *hate* running short distances - they dont do anything for me :-(. I set out very very early - I wont write down the time because its a tad embarrassing to wake up that early for anyone - even me! I finished 3 miles in like 34 minutes. I walked, hobbled, stopped, stared at the seats nearby, sat down and called it quits. The legs were not with me today. I did not mind, its nice to just go sometimes but the air was still and just very sultry. Did I mention I also hate relaxing or resting?
Ummm....I ate 6 candy bars and ummm....much much much much (and did I mention *much*) as recovery. I am calling it my-long-run-fuel for tomorrow - yeah, I know, whatever! I am officially carbo-loading so, do not disturb :-)!

Mean birds...

I have a confession. Birds scare me. Yes I know. Laugh all you want, but if you've ever been in Australia during spring, i.e. magpie season, you know how vicious they can be. Anyway, I had a close encounter with the beast this morning. I set out on my run at 5am - yes, a tad late today, and I swear one of them was following me! I think it might be the dark hair which makes them think of nesting. However, I would like to think of my hair as nice and lovely rather than it being a home for birds! What does this have to do with running you ask? Well, if a bird follows you, you run :-)
A-n-y-w-a-y, I ran 8 miles this morning with the last mile at tempo. It has been very very humid in the mornings lately.
I need to get my butt into a gym for some speed work on a treadmill. I, however, *hate* (despise) gyms and cannot run for more than a mile on a machine. Also the idea of staring at myself for 18 miles, as tempting as it can be, is not my idea of a relaxing run.
I have had an awesome Sunday filled with four hours of continuous eating - *bliss*. Yes, I am more than a little bit obsessed with food.
Tomorrow is...I'm not quite sure but there will be a few miles thrown in.

P.S 3 miles this pm - i *think*
Edit: just finished my 5k and ran it just shy of 19mins - I've never measured 3 milers because they are so short but today I wanted to get it over and done with because it was too hot out. Well whaddaya know - I ran it on dead legs - and just took my watch for the heck of it. I am a badass! Sorry, *had* to share :-)