I’m lying in bed right now as I have succumbed to the fact that I have a head cold, if head colds also make you cough and I am feeling rather miserable. I actually have quite a lot to do this week, but I’m hoping a day in bed will help me achieve all that so much more efficiently as I’ll hopefully be feeling better after the rest.
I’m also still laughing about a friend who came to Auckland this weekend to run the marathon. He stopped in at my place on Saturday before he checked into his hotel and I asked polite questions about his training regime etc, all the while thinking “hasn’t he put weight on since I last saw him, never seen that before when someone is crazy and training for a marathon?”
Turns out, he had in fact not actually trained for the marathon. Unless you count signing up for it in April and booking a hotel room for a night so you can’t woos out as training. I don’t consider that preparation and I don’t think many would. Oh I forgot, he had run on a treadmill for a bit at the gym two weeks earlier. Cos treadmill running is just like running outside, everyone knows that.
I think, with the two runs I did last week, that I may have actually done more marathon training than him. And there is no way I would want to run 10kms, let alone 40!
Well, I’m impressed by my friend as what he lacks in preparation, organisation and a spirit of excellence, he makes up for with sheer confidence and determination! He did indeed finish the marathon in just over six hours (seriously, that sounds like six hours of hell to me) and though he wasn’t sure if he could actually get his legs to make it back to the hotel afterwards, he did make it to the finish line.
I’m not sure if there is a moral to this story, but all I can think is that if I entered an event like that I would want to make the most of the actual training period and reap the rewards of extra fitness, not just crawl over the finish line after six hours of hell. Still, you gotta admire the dude – he must have been the only one still running by that time!
In other random news, I found out again last week how small NZ is when my flatmate was telling me about her ex-brother in law who was involved in a really famous fraud case – turns out I knew exactly who it was as he is my mother’s cousin! Or should I say second cousin, just to distance us from the scandal a bit more.
Oh and I was at the gym with a girl I went through primary school with last week, we met up for coffee and it was quite the blast from the past. Who needs Facebook to meet up with random school mates in this country! I hadn’t seen her since I was 13 as she went to boarding school in Auckland and for some reason we’d never crossed paths again, it was a little weird talking to her as things changed a lot at school after she and a few of the other kids went off to boarding school – for the better too. Though, it was amazingly lovely to meet someone else pursuing a career (she’s training to be a naturopath around the corner from where I live) and single with no children.
On Thursday, I finally went to ‘Julie and Julia’ last week (not sure why it took so long to open here, release dates are always a mystery to me) and thouroghly enjoyed it, even if I wished I’d taken some snacks in to the theatre – that film makes one rather hungry. Julia Child was an inspiring woman and I’m glad they found such a lovely way to tell a bit of her story.
I’m still waiting on my Stampin Up! kit to arrive so I can get started with my business properly – got people very keen and demos booked pretty much already though so I’m really hoping I can make some good money in November and the start of December to cover me til the end of January, when everyone is back from their holidays. I’m still loving that it’s a party plan type business that so far I’m getting a really enthusiastic response about, people are more than keen to come along and learn about it because it’s so fun.
Ok, I need to go rest my stuffed up head right now. Being sick makes me so grumpy.
I hope you feel better soon! As far as your friend goes… I knew a guy who did that once. And he’ll always be able to say that he ran a marathon. I, on the other hand, am too chicken to sign up for a half. Whatever works, I guess…
Comment by Nichole M — November 1, 2009 @ 11:46 pm