Run run run
That’s what I’ve been doing, running around. Mostly in the literal sense, but I suppose a little in the figurative sense as well (2 days to go until my final exam of the year!) Two weekends ago I ran my first 10km race of the year, with a less-than-stellar time. Not that it was a bad time, just not what I was aiming for. And then this weekend past I participated in a relay! Not just any relay but a 24 hour outdoor relay consisting of 17 legs and my team ran it with only 13 people (this is what happens when all 17 people on the team also happen to have an exam less than a week after, it’s like people think that studying is important or something crazy like that…) So 4 guys ran double legs, which normally might not be that bad except that there were parts of this race that were literally running up mountains (and running back down) and that the whole thing was done on very very very little sleep. I ran my leg at 0:37 (that’s not a typo, I didn’t mean to write 10:37, it was past midnight). 15.78km of “easy rolling hills” (which turns out is about as flat as any part of this race gets).
You might be thinking, “oh, that doesn’t look too bad, looks kind of flat.” but see that mountain in the distance? That’s where that leg of the race went up, let’s just say the car was having difficulties.
