I managed to run 6 km tonight. I was aiming for 10 km, but the sole of my left foot started hurting again. I think I have been experiencing running withdrawal. I had to take a week off running for the heel to heal.
I’m kind of pissed at this. I overdid it the two weeks ago. I should have been more careful. I’m aggressively icing it down so that hopefully I can run tomorrow again. Maybe I’ll run a shorter distance. The stupid thing is that I wasn’t tired at all after I finished. I wasn’t even winded.
I’ll need to cross-train while I let the sole heal. Well it’s not really the sold. It’s actually the bottom of the foot bone/articulation. It’s such an odd place.
Anyway, the last few days haven’t been good. I’ve come to need a run. I can’t really handle my day without it.
I’ve noticed that cravings start when I don’t exercise. For example, today I was craving chocolate and crisps for a short while. I managed to not give in.
The run was fine. It wasn’t really a challenge. I ran 6 km in 40 minutes. I think that I can easily accelerate the pace now. I had brought a frozen water bottle and I had stashed it near a bench. Towards my sixth lap, I wanted to drink. However, I noticed that someone had nicked it. I was pissed. I started swearing loudly while I continued running. During the next lap, I spotted a bag/recycle lady who was pounding a bottle on the pavement. It was my Evian bottle. I told her that it was my bottle. She said that she found it. I said that it was mine, I had put it there. I didn’t even put an effort into speaking Mandarin. I was so pissed. I took my bottle and continued on my run, swearing along the way.
The bottle was full of frozen water, that was slowly thawing. What was she thinking?
Well, today I had two eggs with sliced ham. I also had mango/milk blend. I had some soup later on with some more diced ham. I’ll probably have to eat something now, since I’m feeling a bit hungry.
I had my weigh-in today and it was 74kg (163lbs). I’ve lost another kilo. I thought that I would have gained some weight over the week since I wasn’t working out. It didn’t matter. I lost some weight.
Actually, the lack of running made me really upset. I’ve come to need the run. It’s therapeutic.
Running withdrawal. I’ve been tired all week. I wake up tired and go to bed tired. I was apathetic as well. A run cured all that.