Training day 31: 20K

I went running with two friends Kamau and Bonnie and did 20K for the first time climbing the community hill. It went very well. We went at a slow pace and used up 2hr 20mins. My legs are fine. I will rest tomorrow and probably ice the back of my left leg, which is painful.

Below is my weekly mileage progress to date.
Cheers.

Training Day 30: 12k - no legs yawa!

Last night I went to bed with pains in my legs. My left knee, back of my left leg etc etc. But I decided that since I wasn't increasing mileage and since I had rested yesterday, I had little reason not to run today.
So I woke up a usual and tried to reduce my 6k time. I ended up doing it in 29:38 and cleared the 12K in 1:00:38.

Now I have no legs.

No injury, just tired, mangled, mangy legs. I suspect that I will do a slow 20K tomorrow. I met about 5 runners today.
Cheers

Training day 29: 12K

Today I wasn't as strong. But I had a lot of heart. I had enough sleep and decided to see what my heart can do. I met only three runners and managed to clear the first 6K in 29:18. I knew then that I wasn't gonna improve on yesterday's time. So I decided to take it easy in the second half.
Plus now I have bandaged both knees to give them knee support. My left knee was saying some unintelligible words so I decided to leave the calm shins and instead give them support. I cleared the 12K in 1:00:24. Not bad. Aches here and there but nothing serious, just the painful process of cerelac legs becoming legs that can chew sugarcane. Like they say, pain is weakness leaving the body. And the weak muscles must die so that strong muscles can take their place. And they don't die without incident.
I will rest tomorrow and hit another 12K on Friday.
Cheers

Training day 28: 12K

Today the alarm went on when I was just rolling over to one side to get one slosh of delightful, peaceful sleep from the deep well of slumber that my ancestors have bathed in for centuries. The bed was warm and sleep beckoned and seduced me softly, hugging me in its soft bosom. There is time to gather energy, and time to spend it Jack, my mind purred softly. And now was time to gather energy. I agreed completely as the god of sleep gathered me in his bosom. I pulled the blanket over my head and just left a small vent that exposed my nose which sucked air out of the room then expelled it. Zzzzzzz....

The alarm went on. I lay still then rolled over and picked it up with my right paw. I took the alarm and stared at it as if I had never seen it before. Like it was an unwelcome intruder in my bedroom (yes, thats a pleonasm). After staring at it irritatedly, my frowning face relaxed and I asked myself, "Jack, are you going to be strong today or are you going to be a wimp?" So I swung my feet off the bed. I was up at 4:35am. We will see who is a wimp.

And I did the usual routine: gulp some water, rush it around my mouth, swallow it in sips as the oral rapids run dry, do the toilet thingy, wrap bandages firmly round my right knee and left shin, put on my running T-shirt, sweat shirt and luminous jacket, skin tights and truck. Stretch a little. Swing this way and that for my back, reach for my toes and swing my hips.

And I stepped out just as the watchman was stirring from his sleep and blinking at me.

I was feeling great really. And I was feeling strong. And I was strong. I decided I was gonna better my time since I had fresh legs and no real injury or whatever. So I started fast. Marathon really, is a test of how relentless one can be because you have to use up your energy and continue using it for several Kilometres. It is relentless forward motion (RFM). And your relentlessness is dictated by your fitness, which is a combination of available energy, lactate threshold, capillary density, mitochondrial density, running economy, stride length and mitochondrial enzyme activity among others. So I hit it.

I met Kamau coming back at the 5th Km Mark and I crossed 6K in 28:40 and ran back intent on trying a negative split. I was strong and shit but at the 10th Km, my upper back started paining and it reminded me that I had fallen on the stairs last week and something in my spine yelled. At any rate, that pain disappeared after a minute or two. I met Kamau at the 12th Km and yelled at him. I stopped my watch at 57:22. Very pleased with my sweaty self. That is more than one minute off Friday's attempt. I bounded up the stairs. Feeling pumped up.

I stretched thoroughly then did push ups and crunches. Since I am feeling fine, I will attack another 12K tomorrow. By end of August, I should be doing 12K five times a week. Cheers.
A

Training day 27: 18Kms

I was up at 4.45am. And was out by 5am. I was to go with a colleague, Kamau, who I couldn't get on his phone so I went alone. I decided to make it a LSR (Long Slow Run) and I slowed down my speed, clearing 6K in about 37 minutes. I decided to do 9k before turning back. So in total I did 18K in nearly two hours. I feel great. That makes this week's mileage 54 Kms (12+12+12+18). Yet this week was supposed to be a low week of 18Kms!
What this means is that I have to find a way of doing 56Kms next week. I will rest tomorrow and probably Monday too.
Cheers.

Training Day 26: 12K - Did it

I was up at 4:30 and out by 4:45am. From previous lessons, I made sure to securely tie the place above my knee. And my left shins. And I Stretched a little and swung this way and that way and rolled my ankles - because I do step on stones and in unseen holes. And I was off. I saw the watchman stir out of his sleep when I unlatched the gate and I waved his sleepy self some good morning.
I started fastish (as opposed to fast) and cleared the first K in about 4:48. It was cold and I let my nose flow freely as the cold air condensed in my nostrils. I knew I was in good time when I cleared the first 2K in 9 mins. I met two runners as I ran through the first loop. Both are better runners than myself. I can tell from their body size, gait, running form and speed. One is much faster, he always runs with his left hand suspended in front of his chest and throughout his running, an onlooker will see him as one struggling to plant his feet on the ground because he is always airbone and running to him is just the process of stretching his legs so that they make contact with the ground as his body flies forward. He moves as fast as hell.
At any rate, I passed my colleague, Kamau, who is determined to do a sub 2 hours half this year. He was exited upon seeing me and tried to run with me but I warned him not to risk burning himself out and he fell back. I met him again after I had looped back - at about the 7th Km. I crossed 6Km in 29:09 and ran back. I met about seven runners today - Nairobi is waking up to running.
I was satisfied when I stopped the watch at 58:37 at my gate. What is for sure is that I can still cut about three minutes from that next week.
My target is to lower my 12K time to about 48minutes because I need to be able to do 15K in 1hour flat. And I think I can since I am still doing low mileages and haven't even started speedwork.
I should be doing some 16K on Saturday or Sunday. We will see. Next week I should do 52 or 54 Kms. For now I am feeling great. I will start shedding some weight next week.
Cheers

Apology for my Writing

I have been pretty busy of late. Busy with all sorts of things. With a lot on my mind. A lot has happened since I ran my last marathon. My life has changed HUGELY. Immensely.
First of all, I met the right girl. So right. After so many disappointments. Finally. Let me not get started.
Then I lost weight and had to change my wardrobe. I graduated with an MBA and bought a ride and started servicing the loan. And I realized that I am paid shit for a salary. Bang! Yes, shit for a salary.
And I have since been frantically looking for another job. Desperately. I have attended about five interviews this year and got one job offer which I didn't take because they weren't paying me significantly more to justify a job change. It was a good job, good job title (IT Manager) but the perks sucked. At any rate, the search is on. And I know its just a matter of time.
Meanwhile, I started something with some friends and we are about to nail our first business deal. Things are a bit slow, but the future looks unlimited.
Meanwhile, I am broke as hell but I have made adjustments and I think I am coming out fine. After a trying period of trying to stick my head out of the water.
I got Bell's Palsy and was lucky to get medical attention in good time. My doctor remarked that I recovered so fast. That was close. I learnt a great deal though, about the condition. I have a brother who got hit pretty badly by BP, only now do I understand the hell he must have gone through. Physiotherapy didn't help him much. I cut an artery and almost bled to death. For the first time, I got stitched. Then I got patella tendinitis and had to take a ten week break from running. My beloved running.



So I have my plate full planning to get married, trying to get another job, training for a sub 90 mins half marathon, managing a LDR and trying to get a new company off the ground. My kid brother needs to move out and I will start my life with my SO in a months time. It's a pretty crowded life actually. The only thing that saves me is my running. And its my succor and my escape from all of life's tribulations and pressures. Its the only thing that knocks me out and leaves me balanced and keeps me from losing perspective. A bugger can get sucked in.

The only victim of all this chaos and bustle is my writing. I dont write much anymore. I sorta lost interest in the Historical Jesus studies and my writings on the same petered off...I have read up so much on science, skepticism and Philosophy that I seem to have come to the end of a cold trail. It seems like that.
But I think whats getting me in a bind is meagre resources: survival... Oh wait, thats just an excuse. A shitty, pussy-ass excuse. I need to start working on my first book. Gaddemit.
When? Thats the question. Write on what? This is sorta clearing up. I think I will write the Taner Edis, Michael Shermer kinda book. Why? Because those subjects interest me, I am well-read in those subjects and they can fuel me with the kinda motivation I need to write the book.
I got engaged in some email exchange with some gardenvariety Christians in our office mail. Some told me what I wrote was worth publishing and two of my colleagues came out of the closet. Of course, Bible-thumping Christians were there parotting their beliefs of how one day I will be a big preacher and how Hell is reserved for people exactly like me. I could only sympathize. But I tried my best to share my views with them. Educate them on evolution and disabuse them of their grossly erroneous beliefs regarding evolution and the big bang, thermodynamics and the speed of light etc, you know, the kind of sewage that routinely floats in sites like AnswersinGenesis.
So anyways, the comment made me realize that maybe I am pissing on a talent. Or watching a strength I had actually taken time to nurture and develop rot away because I am too preoccupied with basic survival. I think I owe an apology to my writing. Please forgive me my writing. I have neglected you for other basal, perfunctory, anti-intellectual, shallow, mindcandyish, inane hoola (I made this up). And for that I apologize and promise to do better next time.

Look, I am 33. I really dont think my accomplishments are worthy of me. I am not financially secure, I haven't started a business, I rely fully on my salary, I am still single and I am struggling for survival.
On the other hand, I have done better than most. And at this stage in my life, I am as happy as I can possibly be. I have no regrets in life. But I need to do more. I can do more. I have the capacity and the desire to do more. So why haven't I done more? Why haven't I accomplished more? Am I going to be one of those people who, too late in life, realize that they wasted time on unimportant things and failed to do what they should have done? They had the tools and time to make a mark and pissed on the opportunity?

I need to understand the answer to the above question. I will probably figure it out in one of my runs. Tomorrow I will do a 12K and try to dip under an hour. I have rested today. Still sore here and there bur I expect to be much better by 4.40am tomorrow.
Cheers.
A
PS: And Oh, when I am not running, cracking up, watching movies or working, I have been watching the UFC. UFC rocks. Forget the bullshit EPL. UFC F**ing rocks. In UFC 100, to be fought on July 11, Brock Lesnar is fighting Frank Mir. It should be obvious who I am rooting for. There is even a site for UFC 100. Google it up if interested. I gotta tell ya: it rocks.

Training day 25: 12K - Almost

I had gone to bed yesterday still debating within myself whether to run today or take a break and run on Thursday. My right knee had some pain and my left leg had some other pains. Would I convert the pains to injuries by running today? I asked myself.
Anyway, I decided since I am only doing 12K and since I am actually tapering this week, there should be no injury. Plus, my objective is to put my cerelac legs under pressure so that they can become hard and chew sugarcane.
So at 4.30 I was up and by 4:40am I was out. This time, I made sure to bandage my right leg properly and my left shin too. I felt pretty good. I only met three runners. I realized my familiarity with the road and my comfort with the distance had increased my confidence. So I decided to be faster than yesterday and I was! I cleared the first 6k in 29:42 and I felt energized. I hoped to do a negative split but it didnt happen and I cleared the 12K in 1:00:10. This is good. I am pretty confident that by the end of next week I should be able to do 12K in 58 mins. Its important to note that I am doing it comfortably fast, not at an all-out effort or speed. I have to bear in mind that for me to have done the halfm in 102mins last year, I did 11K in about 50mins. So I have to reach that 50mins for 12K by end of August. By slashing 2 mins per week. Yes, pretty ambitious. Hopefully, no injuries will stand in my way. I rest tomorrow then another 12K on Friday.
Cheers.
A

PS: By the way, I am kinda glad that my quads are painful today. Its about time they started doing some work. So far only my lower legs have registered pain of straining. I hope this is a good sign. Good in the sense that injury-prone muscles and joints are off the hook and now the big muscles are saying "Thanks, we will take it from here on." That would be excellent.

Training Day 24: 12k

I ran today after 3 days of rest so my legs were relatively fresh. And I wanted to take advantage of that to dip under an hour for the 12K. But My first 200m had problems: the bandage I tied above my knee started falling - apparently, I had tied it too loosely. So I had to stop, twice to sort it and I had to run without that knee support. I met only two runners today. I cleared the first 6K in 31 minutes and hoped to do a negative split but I had no energy and was sorta sluggish. Even then, I was only 42 seconds slower in the next 6K and cleared the 12K in 1:2:42. Which is an improvement on last week's time. And its a good ratio so it means my mileage is not so bad. At any rate, I will keep sniping at that 12K time until I reach near 50minutes. That is my target. Let me observe myself. I may just do another 12k tomorrow.
Cheers.

Training day 23: 12K

Today I was up quite hungry for speed so I got up as usual considering doing the 12K in under an hour. The stretched nerve behind my knee was acting up so I bandaged it. Plus the spot just above my right knee to ensure my injury doesnt recur due to lack of knee support. So Off I went. I cleared the first Km in under 5 minutes but I also realized the darkness, marauding dogs, crazy drivers and potholes take their toll on speed and So I did the first 6K in 31:46 and couldnt master the energy for a negative split so I ended up clearing the 12K in 1:04mins. I am sorta drained and the nerve behind my left leg is quite painful now. I am nearly limping! At any rate, I am resting for the next 2 or three days (I dont know if Monday will allow me to run because I am traveling on Sunday night and starting a Linux class on Monday). I am proud and glad that I have cleared my first 50K. Now I have to crawl slowly toward 70Kms per week.
Cheers.
A

Training Day 22: 12K

I was up @ 4.30am and but 4.45am I was on the road. I was quite strong and quick today and completed the 12K in 1hr:05 mins.
So I realized today that even yesterday I actually did 12K and not 11k. That means that this week I have done 14+12+12=38Kms. I have some pains here and there but they are normal: not injuries.
I will do another 12K on Friday and that should make it 50K this week. Yipeeeeeeeee!
Cheers.
A

Training Day 21: 11K

I was up at 4.30am today because I wanted to make sure I clear the 10.5Kms stretch and still be ready for work before 7am. I have been having some nagging pain at my achilles tendon but anyhow. So I put on my runners, my safety jacket and my sweatshirt and stretched a little and gulped some water.
So off I went. I met one runner after one Km and after 3Kms I met another, who warned me that a pack of dogs were some 100m ahead and I should be careful lest I become their breakfast. He suggested I walk while approaching the seaction. I decided to cross the road to the other side and ran right on. I cleared 5.5 in 30.4 and ran back and cleared in 1 hr 08 mins.
So that makes 11+14 which is 25Kms this week. 23Kms to go. I am considering doing another 11K tomorrow tho I have some pains...
Cheers.
J

PS: By the way, I am kinda glad that my quads are painful today. Its about time they started doing some work. So far only my lower legs have registered pain of straining. I hope this is a good sign. Good in the sense that injury-prone muscles and joints are off the hook and now the big muscles are saying "Thanks, we will take it from here on." That would be excellent.

Training day 20: 14K

I decided to go for training yesterday, joining Ogutu who was going for 21K. It went well and I managed to clear the distance in 1:15:37. I have some pains so I am off today and will resume with a 12K tomorrow.
Cheers.
A

Training Day 19: 10K

I did 10K today. I was hungry for speed and crossed 5K in about 22minutes. The last 5K saw me tired and finished and I completed the 10K in 49:05.
Right now, I am as tired as hell.
So I have decided to put away my watch for the next two or three weeks and concentrate on the mileage because I am getting obsessed with speed, which is neither helpful nor advisory. I will get back to speed when I hit 60Kms per week.
This week I have done 44Kms. Next week I shall do either 48Kms or 50Kms. As for now, my ass is knocked outta energy and I just wanna go home and sleep the hell out.
I have a cold so its sorta screwing up my breathing and personal comfort but I am all over this and now I have done week 5 of Training. 18 weeks to go. Bring It on!.
I am kinda free this weekend. I may just decide to go and do 14 or 16K on Sunday.
Until then,
Cheers.
Jack
PS: Did I say sleep the hell out? That should be "sleep the hell up!" No?

Training day 18: 12K

I did 12 K in 59:46. I am suffering from a cold so my energy levels are sorta low but I was determined to do under 2 mins per lap so there you are.
Tomorrow 10K.
Cheers.
A
PS: I had some blister bothering me after the 23rd lap but I braved it through even though it slowed me down.

Planning 23 Km Road run on 19th July

Yeah. Two people have confirmed participation. I decided to waste the time I had learning to draw a map and below is my handiwork. I am dead tired.

Training Day 17: 10K

I did 10K yesterday under considerable pain from behind my left knee; something is torn there. I didn't respect the pain because It was not caused by running - I got it after running for just 200m from my house on Monday so I was not going to let some random pain stand in the way of my goals.
So I tied a bandage around the knee and hobbled for 25 laps - that took me 54:55 - I had to put speed aside and just get the mileage done. It feels better today and I think it will heal pretty fast since running doesn't seem to exacerbate it. I feel darn tired though; I had little sleep after watching UFC 99 for a good part of the night.
Cheers.
A

Its Our Turn to beScrewed

I completed John Githongo's book today after reading it intermittently for almost two months. I read the online version that has circulated (illegally) though the internet. So yes, guilty as charged; it was sleazy because I am complicit in robbing the author of their royalties. For no respectable reason, Kenyan bookshops are not stocking the book, purportedly because of fear of being sued, and predictably losing the lawsuits to corrupt thieves, who can hire the best lawyers in this ass-end of the world.

Michela Wrong, the author of It’s Our Turn to Eat - The Story of a Kenyan Whistleblower, does a great job in chronicling the events surrounding John Githongo's resignation as Kenya's Anti Corruption chief, Corruption in the Kenyan government, Kenyan attitudes, Githongo's escape to Britain, his expose of the Anglo Leasing scam, Kenyan's reaction and his return to Kenya.

For all intents and purposes, this book is a tragedy and a sad tale of a lost war unravels before the eyes of the reader. At the end of the book, faced with the insignificant changes in the face of out-of-control and blatant grand corruption, with the whistle blowers dealt mortal blows and the fat, belching potbellied politicians strutting around freely in manicured golf lawns, my heart was broken, my spirit crippled and my insides emptied of hope and warmth. I feel mortified.

Michela is an engaging, introspective, daring and capable author who clearly did her research as far as Kenya's tribalism, attitudes, class divisions and NGO world are concerned and the book is very informative from a geo-political perspective.

Sometimes, she dares to lay bare a non-flattering character aspect of her subject (John Githongo) and even forays into his love life. Her insights in the workings of the US and UK ambassadors in Kenya are informative and reveal a lot of what happens behind the press conferences and the thinking behind the donor agencies and their frustrations with Africa and their own contradictions.

Ultimately, after reading the book, as a Kenyan, I feel trapped and royally screwed by the political class who continually tighten their boa-like grip on the minds of the majority of Kenyans. No, no, Michella's writing does not foster a feeling of helplessness or paralysis; it is just the sad, raw brutal presentation of how screwed up the Kenyan situation is that makes one sad. And it is undisputable that politicians and our chequered history of tribalism, royal land-grabbing, nepotism and corruption have contributed to our present situation. The oligarchy that occupies the top echelons of our society is getting stronger and stronger and the gap between the rich and poor widens even as jobless youth increase each year.

Unlike Michela Wrong, I don’t think the situation will explode like in the French Revolution: the rich political class will just recruit more young people into the police force and GSU to beat back the tidal wave of angry poor youth. In the final end, barring getting a reformist leader, desperate Kenyan youth will probably start leaving their own country in thousands to UAE, Canada, Australia and South Africa to seek greener pastures, just the same way youth from North Africa drown while trying to swim their way to Spain and other European countries. It is more efficient than trying to shake off rich, powerful leeches from their warm host.

After taping conversations of shameless tribal thugs conspiring to rob the country, shameless failure to prosecute them by those paid to do exactly that, and the tribal and myopic view of most Kenyan's, Githongo's efforts amount to almost naught. Naught. That is the tragic thread that runs through the book. Githongo is left a middle-aged man caught between multiple possible careers, alone after his fiancée got hitched to another man, his efforts laid to waste, the thugs he exposed rewarded with bigger positions and the person who appointed him smugly ignoring all his efforts.

Virtue is its own reward, someone once said. But after reading this story, and considering the stories of other Kenyan whistleblowers like Munyakei, one wonders whether it is worth it, and whether this is the only way to deal with corruption, given that it is almost ineffective in the current scheme of things. Yes, other anti-corruption stalwarts like Mwalimu Mati and Muthoni Wanyeki are still fighting the good fight, but in Kenya, when you push aside the cheap transitory drama that politicians throw at us daily to distract us from the real issues, and you see the ugly trail that lurks behind it, from Goldenberg, the Kroll report, Charterhouse, Anglo Leasing, Grand Regency Sale and the inane "typing errors" in the treasury, and the utter inaction and subterfuge orchestrated in handling them, your heart is broken.
Broken to a million pieces at the feet of virtue. Her hands lay limp at her side, her head is bowed and her spirit broken. And the thieves roam freely in a society blinded by tribal fear, too poor to think beyond their basic needs and too divided to act collectively.

That is the thread that runs through the story of Githongo's war against corruption. He starts out by accepting the government appointment while naive and idealistic. Then he gets royally screwed of his innocence, his life gets turned upside down, he becomes a fugitive, then he is a stigmatized pariah assigned near irrelevant status. He is ostracized by the very people he was trying to protect from the marauding hyenas that believe it is their turn to eat. And our turn to be screwed - consider the stinking GoldenBerg sale, Safaricom sale, Pyramid Schemes sanctioned by central Bank, Nyaga and Thuo stockbrockers, Discount Securities, Mobitelea, treasury "typing errors", stolen election, maize saga, Triton saga etc.
A

Training Day 16: 12k

It rained in town yesterday so I expect that the pitch is in quite a mess today. So I decided to run in the morning today. My run was to take about 60 mins so I got up at about 4:40am and was out of the house at about 5"50am. It was a difficult run because the muscles behind my knees became very painful but since I am no respecter of spontaneous injuries, I pushed on and struggled on. It abated after about 9Kms but it was tough. I am feeling it now but hope by tomoyow, it will be okay.
I cleared the first approx 6Kms in 34 mins and the other half in 32mins. I will confirm the distance later.
So far so good (*Yawn*). Laters.
A

Training day 15: 8K

I was late due to a protracted meeting and darkness was gathering fast. So I decided to dip below 2mins per lap in the scheduled 8K. And I did. I ended up completing the 8K in 39:29. Which is pretty good. I completed the first 10laps (4K) in 19:40. Meaning the last 10laps I was 4 seconds slower. Which again, is pretty good.
So this was a sorta fast run but at the same time, I wanted to maintain good form as I strove to stay below 120seconds per lap. I managed quite comfortably.
I know I shouldn't be doing speed runs now but this was not exactly a speed run; just trying to do some decent times whilst working out.
My ankles are aching but its not a bad ache. I did the last two laps in about 90 seconds and I was pretty comfortable. I have noticed I am getting new abilities slowly. I was joined by Bonnie, a fellow runner.
Next week I should be doing about 40-42Kms. So maybe 12, 10, 10, 8 for MTTF. Depending on how I feel, I may convert the 8K to 10K next Friday. Challenging and exciting week ahead. Today and tomorrow I rest and heal.
Cheers.

Training Day 14: 10K

I just came from doing a 10K in 52:08. Today I was strong and had no problems with my stomach or anything. My legs pained here and there but nothing major; just the muscles getting accustomed to the volumes I am traveling.
What I like about my current running is that I am able to maintain proper form and even do a negative split in my runs. I am doing them at a comfortable (not easy) pace and I am glad I am approaching 5mins per Km. I hope to dip to sub 5 mins by the end of June and 4:45 by the end of July. If I can do 4:45 comfortably, when I start speed work in August I should be able to do 4:20 or something less.
I just demolished a half a liter of sour milk and some bread.
The good news is that I went for an interview and came out the winner to be an IT manager. We didn't agree on the salary so I had to sadly decline so my search continues. Frantically. It feels good to know I kicked the asses of all those important looking buggers carefully sipping coffee while we were in the interview room.
I should do an easy 8K tomorrow.
Cheers.

Training Day 13: 8k

I did 8K yesterday in 42:58 minutes. I had serious stomach problems that messed up my running. In fact I seriously entertained the thought of calling it off at 5Kms but I decided to clench my jaws, git my teeth and get the job done. The toilets will just have to wait, I swore. I learnt one thing; unless its a serious bout of diarrhea, if you hang in there with stoic discipline, the problems will go away.
So I am glad I have 18K down: 16K to go for the week. Today I am resting and now I can feel my leg muscles holding discussions about how they are overworked lately. I was impressed by my ability to do 44 pushups without trying too hard. This way, I can still meet my 100pushups ambitions without following the suggested program!
My crunches were also better except for the stomach problem. I am keen on maintaining proper form as I am running, unlike the past. And I can do this because the distances are shorter (but more) and my speed is comfortable. If I keep this up, my speed is likely to go up since my strides are longer.
Cheers
A

I Got Saved!!!!

Yeeeesssss! His noodly appendage kindly touched me and breached the delightful holiness of his grace in me. You better obey his noodliness.
You can see in the image below his noodliness creating Adam.




Long live Pastafarianism! Praise the FSM or DIEEEEEEE!

Training day 12: 10K

I did 10K in 54:18 minutes, crossing 8K in 43:46. My energy levels were quite low even though I was strong and comfortably did the 10K. I was alone but was joined later by my friend Ogutu, who is shooting for a 2Hr in the upcoming Sararicom Lewa Marathon on June 27th. By the time I was through it was sorta dark so I didn't take photos. Again.
My knee is better. I am sorta relieved that the pain is on a different muscle and I think I will heal and hack it.
I did heel/toe raises then did crunches and pushups. It was interesting to have a conversation with a footballer who accosted me and marveled at how I run many laps then he asked me how many laps I ran yesterday. When I told him 25 he was amazed. I didn't know anyone had noticed!
Anyways, I am doing fine. Still on track. Today I will do 8K.
Cheers.
A

Training Day 11: 8k

I did 8K yesterday on the track at a comfortable pace and cleared in 44:05. I increased my speed slightly and was averaging 2:10 per lap. It went well. I will rest today and tomorrow and start with 10K on Monday. Cheers.
A
PS: Sorry I didn't take photos. I realized my camera battery was out of charge and I forgot to recharge it. SO maybe Monday.

Training Day 10: 8k

I just did 8K (20 laps) in 44:34. I was running in an average of 2:15 per lap with a colleague - Kariuki. It was a comfortable pace that saw us hit 5K in about 25:40 which is not too bad considering that this was a relaxed, comfortable pace.
The great thing about running on the track is that its easy on the body, you have company, can pace yourself accurately and most importantly, you can stretch and do heel/toe walks, pushups and crunches on the green grass.
Aaaahhhhh. Excellent. In fact, tomorrow I will take some photos.
Cheers.

Training Day 9: 6Kms

I didn't run last evening due to a downpour so today I was up at 5am and hit the road. It was pretty good. I met about five runners with two being female so the running bug is catching on for some reason. I was feeling okay and ran for some 40 minutes which I approximate to be 6Kms but I know its slightly over 6Kms. My knees are fine, no flaring up so far and I feel I can stick to my planned runs. I am tying a bandage just above the knee to act as knee support and to prevent any recurrence of the tendon injury. My feeling is that if I can keep this up for 5 weeks, I am out of the woods as far as injury goes. And oh, I have dropped a kilo. Not bad at all.
Cheers.
A

Training day 8: Running in the Heat

I was in Mombasa yesterday and decided to do my 8Km as scheduled. It wasn't that hot when I set out and in fact I enjoyed the first 4Kms then things went south pretty fast when the sun decided to give me an experience of what open-fire roasting is exactly.
I was losing a lot of body fluid in form of sweat but what curtailed my running was the sheer heat. My body was heating up faster than it could dissipate the heat. I tried rubbing my hands but I was on fire. It felt like my organs were on fire too. My body was too hot I felt like an oven so I had to stop after about 6Kms. It was hell.
But I am glad I was true to my schedule and I did my run.
Today is day 9. On the track.

Training Day 7: 6 Kms. End of week two

I hit the road at 5 am today and ran for about 40 mins. I am still taking it easy and my interest right now, which I have achieved so far (which is to be able to run 4 times a week whilst meeting my weekly mileage goals.)
At any rate, I have done my 24 Kms for the week. Next week I do 28 Kms.
I am traveling but will carry my running gear for my Monday run which should be about 8Kms.
So far so good.

Training Day 6: 6k

I was up in the morning today and hit the road at 5:20am. It rained last night so the tarmac was wet and the pavement muddy and the streetlights weren't working so I had to slow down lest I enter a manhole and break a limb. Unlike the past, I feel much calmer during my morning run and the run is so sweet, placing one leg in front of the other and pumping my fists in the air is like sucking sugarcane juice out of a succulent cane.
I ran for 40 minutes as per schedule and from my relaxed pace, it mustave been about 6Kms.
I will prolly do another 6K tomorrow and wrap it up for the week.
Cheers.