When the whole blogging thing took off, more years ago than I care to recall, it was a good while before I became tempted into doing so myself, mostly because I didn't believe for a second that the minutiae of my life was in anyway interesting enough to record, let alone publicise.
"Hey guys! I ate a sandwich." woo hoo.
"I drank beer and I saw a band, I'm so cray-zee!" Yep.
"Wow everyone, I'm the next Tracey Emin because I drew A PICTURE!" Yeaaaah. Right.
"LOOK AT ME! I feel really proud of this minor achievement, please shower me digitally and from afar with a disproportionate amount of praise and encouragement in order to justify my existence!"
When I did finally capitulate and start recording events from my creative venturing (see Word of Mouse blog) in an attempt to promote my work, I tried to stay very clear of this and I have applied the same ethos to my running blog since starting it in order to participate in Juneathon last year. Of course, the dichotomy there is that Juneathon naturally lends itself to inane blogging. If I have to blog every day then there's bound to be a few where it's just a case of "I did do a run." Woop. Apologies then, if this seems dull or trite. But that's the nature of it and I do feel compelled to continue my participation as I think it's an initiative that deserves support. I try and save the less physically interesting days for pondering on wider related issues (can you guess today is one of those!) and so it was timely then that today Dr Dave Hindley mused on some similar quandaries in his own Juneathon blog, where he essentially questioned what it's all for. He mentions that The PhD Runner recently wondered if her own attempt had caused her to haemorrhage twitter followers. I might have wondered the same if I gave it any thought, though to be honest, I assumed that most of the time I am essentially babbling to myself in a large but busy room. A bit like being the person rocking in the corner at a cocktail party that everyone is politely ignoring. Given that Dave then very kindly mentions this blog as being one he actually reads, I guess I'd better not make that assumption any more and increase my efforts to generate something worth reading! Unfortunately today was, as mentioned, a less interesting one. But anyway, in the spirit of Juneathon... here's some exercise related things that happened:
06:30: Physio-prescribed stretches and foam rolling. Before breakfast. I am so virtuous.
08:00: Cycled to work. My colleague was supposed to be joining me but his chain snapped so he got the train. EXCUSES!
"Hey guys! I ate a sandwich." woo hoo.
"I drank beer and I saw a band, I'm so cray-zee!" Yep.
"Wow everyone, I'm the next Tracey Emin because I drew A PICTURE!" Yeaaaah. Right.
"LOOK AT ME! I feel really proud of this minor achievement, please shower me digitally and from afar with a disproportionate amount of praise and encouragement in order to justify my existence!"
When I did finally capitulate and start recording events from my creative venturing (see Word of Mouse blog) in an attempt to promote my work, I tried to stay very clear of this and I have applied the same ethos to my running blog since starting it in order to participate in Juneathon last year. Of course, the dichotomy there is that Juneathon naturally lends itself to inane blogging. If I have to blog every day then there's bound to be a few where it's just a case of "I did do a run." Woop. Apologies then, if this seems dull or trite. But that's the nature of it and I do feel compelled to continue my participation as I think it's an initiative that deserves support. I try and save the less physically interesting days for pondering on wider related issues (can you guess today is one of those!) and so it was timely then that today Dr Dave Hindley mused on some similar quandaries in his own Juneathon blog, where he essentially questioned what it's all for. He mentions that The PhD Runner recently wondered if her own attempt had caused her to haemorrhage twitter followers. I might have wondered the same if I gave it any thought, though to be honest, I assumed that most of the time I am essentially babbling to myself in a large but busy room. A bit like being the person rocking in the corner at a cocktail party that everyone is politely ignoring. Given that Dave then very kindly mentions this blog as being one he actually reads, I guess I'd better not make that assumption any more and increase my efforts to generate something worth reading! Unfortunately today was, as mentioned, a less interesting one. But anyway, in the spirit of Juneathon... here's some exercise related things that happened:
06:30: Physio-prescribed stretches and foam rolling. Before breakfast. I am so virtuous.
08:00: Cycled to work. My colleague was supposed to be joining me but his chain snapped so he got the train. EXCUSES!
 Hope it wasn't this chap who died on my face. Might need him one day! | 16:30: Escaped early and cycled home. A bee committed suicide in my face by colliding at such speed with my sunglasses that the subsequent invertebrate explosion caused it's sting to rip from it's abdomen and fire into my right thigh. I was forced pull over and pick the thing out of my leg. I appreciate that the bee came off worse from this accident than me but that really hurt! 17:30: 15 minute Awesome Abs class. Am trying to be less lazy about core strength since questioning if this had contributed to my recent injury. 18:00: Sack off planned yoga class to meet friend outside his flat for a sunny run. 6 slow miles as my last one before Sunday's Pacing Duties in Liverpool. Too nice an evening to entomb myself in the yoga studio. Anyway, 2 days recovery is enough, I'm sure. |
19:00: 30 minute cooling swim after over heating on probably the only day of Juneathon that can actually be called 'flaming'
20:00: Go home to receive weeks grocery delivery and try not to eat the whole lot at the door in front of the bemused driver.
20:00: Go home to receive weeks grocery delivery and try not to eat the whole lot at the door in front of the bemused driver.
And there ends Juneathon the 11th. Apologies for tenuous link to reused image by the way but I do like to include something visual on a blog post and that's probably more aesthetically pleasing than a photo of my swollen thigh. Especially as it turns out someone out there is actually reading! Hi Dave!
