Breakfast: With the run in mind, I had a simple bowl of cardboard flakes and several pints of water.
Lunch: Not surprisingly I was frickin' starving after the run, so gorged on bread and ham, bananas and chocolate, and a handful of Pringles. And a couple of chicken legs.
Dinner: Still hungry after waking from short snooze, so had homemade potato salad, more chicken legs and salad. Hmm. A sneaky muffin to follow.
What the hell I'm supposed to do a with the packets of flaxseed in the goodie bags, I don't know.
I was hoping for a bottle of Lucozade, maybe some chocolate, or at least a medal! Apparently they ran out of medals, unbelievably, so was left with flaxseed, and a t-shirt. Thinking I may plant the flaxseed in the garden and see what happens. Maybe I will grow a flax tree, whatever that might be.
Exercise: Ten glorious kilometres, in one hour 36 mins (ish). I didn't wear the chip on my running shoes as I fully expected not to finish, so not sure of exact time, but that's what it said on the clock on the finish line. Been hobbling like an arthritic 90-year-old for the rest of the day.
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No medal??! Bastards - I will take mine back from my son and send it to you. I was given a bottle of isotonic Lucozade too - they must've sold you short on that too.
Not bragging or anything, but I ate both packets of flax seed powder immediately. Kind of chewy once I had enough spittle generated, and stuck to my teeth.
Did you really have pints of water? Too much me thinks.
Yes, clearly too much water, I needed to go to the loo twice while waiting to start.
Also thinking I may use flaxseed to plug leak in the sink.
I wouldn't deprive the medal from your son, apparently they're in the post! Heard that before...
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