I loved all of your comments after the Mr The Rake interview. He may not be a runner, but he’s definitely good value!
If you follow me on Twitter, Facebook or Instagram, you likely saw my race today.
Getting our Santa on
It was Santa fun run day.
Superman getting buff
I ran with three girls from the gym, and Superwoman and her husband (Superman?).
Superwoman and Kate making friends with the local Santas
We chilled out and ran together. Except for the bit where we got split into two groups. And the bit where Superman strode out and I thought he wanted to race, so I sprinted to the finish, which was actually the start, and realised I had to keep running another half kilometre.
I ran without my watch, I ran for pleasure, I ran with friends, I let superwoman tell me to forget it for awhile, and I gave myself some relaxed time. And I will again. Until I have the desire to step it up.
And I think that’s a really valuable thing for me to learn. And I’m sure some of you can relate.
A goal is great, but we don’t always have to be reaching for that goal. It’s ok to have an aim, but to let it lie fallow. To wait for the time to strike.
And every now and then, a kid at work wets his pants all over the floor.
Yeah. You heard me.
Some muppet brought their child in to the gym, which really isn’t allowed. The trainer gave him an ipad (he was about 8), and he spent the next 45 minutes getting a virtual car, with virtual tyres, out of virtual mud. It was virtually loud.
Not what I had in mind… And yes, I may need some extra motivation with the unpacking!
Then I looked down and noticed a puddle. I asked if it was there when he sat down, and he shrugged it off. It wasn’t until later when we realised the chair was wet that I knew he had had an accident. Jenna – where were you!? I could have used you mad small people skills. I feel sorry for him – it must have been really embarrassing. BUT a child wet himself in front of me today. 10 points. I’m just that scary.
Cross-training and my god-damn carbs
Ok friends, what’s your cross-training of choice? Right now, I’m loving the elliptical and rower in a big way – I busted out a nice 9km before work (man it helps when you work where you work out), and then was a grump for the rest of the afternoonbecause I forgot that I need sugar after exercise. I swore when the clean eating PTs got all up in my grill about eating bread.
On that note – I am really over the clean eating thing. I get it, and it makes sense. But when it gets to the extent that you can judge someone for having gluten in their soy-lin bread…seriously? If you want to live like a monk, that’s cool. I’ll take whatever sugar you’re trying to get rid of.
Oh, and enjoy my life.
Actually – some of you are pretty good at clean eating. … … got any sugar you’re trying to get out of the house?
I hope I haven’t horrendously offended anyone – but alarm bells start ringing for me when unsolicited advice comes in the form of fat-free protein for breakfast and never eat grains.
Convincing a girl to come in for a PT session – it’s awesome to get a call where someone actually takes up the motivation they need.
Ever had a workplace ‘incident’ involving a child?
I know a lot of you have other link ups, so just use it when and as you want – if Monday was a flop, try it on Tuesday, or use it on Sunday in preparation. It doesn’t take too much space to over-ride that negative thought, so keep ‘em coming, any day of the week!
For a bit of fun, here are three groups of three…
3 Ridiculous Happenings this Week
1. This was my face-book status for Sunday:
[Mr The Rake] just put on underwear, socks and a t-shirt and said ‘ok, see ya’ and off he went.
2. My mate (let’s call him shifty driver) left his unregistered car outside my Canberra house before prom on Friday. He and then went away for the weekend. Shifty driver left his duffel bag in my house and his car in the street for 3 days. At midnight on Monday, he arrived back in Canberra, took a taxi into the street, and when the taxi driver asked which was his house, he didn’t have the heart to say ‘none’. Shifty Driver paid the taxi fare, jumped out and immediately crossed the road to drive his unregistered car through the back streets before anyone was likely to catch him.
3. Today I got lost at the top of a straight road. To get home, I had to walk in a straight line. I turned left.
3 Fantastic Reads
These three posts were amazing this week – go check ‘em out
Less strange than it sounds! Girl Gone Sporty is running this – and the GGS ambassadors have all the inside goss
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I am Kate, a 24 year old Aussie living in Sydney. During the week, I run a business and spend time with my other half – Mr The Rake. In every spare second in between, I run.
I started Run With Kate to track my progress as I worked toward running the Melbourne Marathon.
I ran it. And I kept running. Running has helped me to overcome anxiety and disordered eating. It’s given me new friends, new goals, and a totally new outlook on life. Join me as I share my running adventures (and stupid stories) and share your adventures in return.
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