Day 3: 40 min pap

I am smiling as I write this. Two reasons: a) I am not 96kgs as I earlier thought but 91kgs as of last week; b) My friend and mentor Jack (find him at http://therunningwriter.blogspot.com) promised me ksh10,000 if I as much as drop my weight to 78kgs - not even the 76kgs I set out to achieve - by October 27th.

There is a third reason for my smile: I have managed to 'eat' well. Small, healthy portions and lots of water. I am happy, trust me.

After the two, 30-min runs, a break was forced on me for I had to travel upcountry for two burials (In Chavakali, to bury Caro Agosa's father and in Isuli/Sigalagala to bury Eric Shimoli's mother)and came back two days later. I could however not run yesterday for I was fatigued. In the evening, I did me a 30-min brisk walk, just to assuage my guilt. The burial and fatigue explain the four-day absence. Guess I am clear now - and forgiven, ;-).

But today at 5.40am, I was back on the road and did all of 40 min. I know this is nothing compared with Jack and his suicidal streak. The guy did 21km in 2hrs 12 min and on an injured foot. (http://therunningwriter.blogspot.com/2010/10/21k-lsr-in-215.html) Is he crazy? I need to talk to his significant other to find ways of slowing him down just in case he gets himself another injury and fails to complete the Stanchart half-marathon like he did last year.

So, 5.40am, I was up and 5.52am I was out running at a faster pace than yesterday's. very disciplined, too, I must add. At the strike of 20 minutes, I turned back and ran all the way to the 40-min mark, er, plus a couple of seconds on top - thank science/technology for the stop watch (read: 40:56.16).

In total I met 30 runners. Jaymo was runner No. 25.

I will be home early. I hope to grab me a 20-min or 30-min run in the evening.

Oh, and eating is measured. Drink water by the litres...