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hawkwing_lbToday, for a miracle, there has been no rain.
On the contrary, it's been fabulously clear, and the sea as viewed from the train just at sunset was still and blue-white as a milky mirror, the same shade as the horizon. Unreal. Something very beautiful in that.
Achievements:
Reading, Goodman, The Roman World. Not far to go now. .5 hours Latin, .5 hours Greek.
Writing: .3K
Running: separated by four-minute rest intervals at 3mph: 7(6.5mph), 5(6.5mph), 6(6.5mph), 5(6.5mph), and a ten-minute cooldown period, for something over 3.5 miles in a total of 45 minutes.
This is definite improvement, but I have to recommend the Olympic gymnastic competition for distraction: it was on in the gym when I started on the treadmill, and I easily ran 7 minutes rather than 5 to start, because the pretty, graceful boys were so amazing I forgot to pay attention to the fact that I might be getting a little out of breath.
Rowing: 15 minutes for 3km.
Climbing: ~1.5 hours. Sent two routes, a 3 and a 4a, and got roughly twice as high (5 metres as opposed to 3) on my white 4c project wall than I've ever got before. Alas, O project walls, soon you will be gone.
The rest of the time was taken up with minor traverses and bouldering on the low overhang: I'm definitely improving upper body strength, although some of that is no doubt also down to paying attention to technique.
Having not-chalk helps, too. I got some yesterday, a non-marking chalk substitute called an EcoBall. It definitely works, although I suspect the nosebleed I had in the middle of the night might've been down to getting some of it up my nose. (I never get nosebleeds. At least it was only a minor annoying trickle, not a flood, but still, more than I'm used to.)
I now have two (2) broken blisters from climbing, and two (2) intact ones from rowing. And I'm stiff like whoa: I think tomorrow gets to be a day off from exercise. Maybe put in a little more time at the languages and try to get a more substantial wordcount, instead.
Hmm.
I seem to have a boring life, don't I?
On the contrary, it's been fabulously clear, and the sea as viewed from the train just at sunset was still and blue-white as a milky mirror, the same shade as the horizon. Unreal. Something very beautiful in that.
Achievements:
Reading, Goodman, The Roman World. Not far to go now. .5 hours Latin, .5 hours Greek.
Writing: .3K
Running: separated by four-minute rest intervals at 3mph: 7(6.5mph), 5(6.5mph), 6(6.5mph), 5(6.5mph), and a ten-minute cooldown period, for something over 3.5 miles in a total of 45 minutes.
This is definite improvement, but I have to recommend the Olympic gymnastic competition for distraction: it was on in the gym when I started on the treadmill, and I easily ran 7 minutes rather than 5 to start, because the pretty, graceful boys were so amazing I forgot to pay attention to the fact that I might be getting a little out of breath.
Rowing: 15 minutes for 3km.
Climbing: ~1.5 hours. Sent two routes, a 3 and a 4a, and got roughly twice as high (5 metres as opposed to 3) on my white 4c project wall than I've ever got before. Alas, O project walls, soon you will be gone.
The rest of the time was taken up with minor traverses and bouldering on the low overhang: I'm definitely improving upper body strength, although some of that is no doubt also down to paying attention to technique.
Having not-chalk helps, too. I got some yesterday, a non-marking chalk substitute called an EcoBall. It definitely works, although I suspect the nosebleed I had in the middle of the night might've been down to getting some of it up my nose. (I never get nosebleeds. At least it was only a minor annoying trickle, not a flood, but still, more than I'm used to.)
I now have two (2) broken blisters from climbing, and two (2) intact ones from rowing. And I'm stiff like whoa: I think tomorrow gets to be a day off from exercise. Maybe put in a little more time at the languages and try to get a more substantial wordcount, instead.
Hmm.
I seem to have a boring life, don't I?
