Even after yesterday’s exertions, there was still time for a bit more healthy wandering this morning – this time inland with the beagle and the kids in Newlands Forest.
Considering that this is virtually on our doorstep and I run past it fairly regularly (I drive past it even more often), it’s amazing that this was my first time wandering up past the fire base and into the forest proper.
The lower areas are pretty ugh. They were busy and parking was packed, despite it being early. Much like in Tokai, the dog owners (not us) don’t clear up after themselves, so given that the first thing the dogs do when they get out of the car is defaecate, it’s fairly unpleasant around the car park. But once you’re far from the madding crowds and their lack of concern and respect for other people, and into the peace and quiet of the trees, it’s all good. We didn’t even get mugged.
Porcupine quills and feathers told us what we could have seen, but the fresh air and filtered sunshine was enough to keep us all happy. Not knowing what to expect, I didn’t take my camera (I know, this doesn’t make sense to me either), but next time (and there will be a next time), maybe I will.
Still, there are a few photos of the weekend on Flickr.
I’ve made the decision to compare my current fitness against how I was doing exactly 365 days ago. At the moment, that’s pretty depressing, because I was a whole lot fitter this time last year. However, there is method in my madness, because come 8:16am on Monday 27th January 2014, I will suddenly leap (metaphorically, at least) ahead of my past self and feel a whole lot better about where I am right now.
It’s true that it has taken – is taking, in fact – me longer to recover from my smashed up ankle, but its also true that I probably could have done more to speed up the process – had I the money, time and perhaps a little more motivation to do so. However, the start of the New Year is a watershed moment and I will be prioritising my fitness and recovery (albeit hopefully without spending any more money on it). At the same time, I’ll be cleaning up my diet as well. 11 months of relative inactivity needs correcting and you can’t do that with exercise alone.
Nothing ridiculous here. No “Paleo” nonsense, no “juicing”, no Tim Noakes’ “Cardio Destruction” diet (or whatever it’s called). And there’s not – and there never will be – a CrossFit in sight. Sensible eating, sensible exercise, no daft targets.
I took the boot out for some exercise this afternoon:
Summer hasn’t quite left us yet, as you can see from this colourful but otherwise rather uninspiring pic from Wynberg Boys High.
This as Sheffield suffers in freezing temperatures and under heavy snowfalls. I still miss those sort of days, but I wouldn’t want to be on crutches in the snow and ice, believe me.
I’m a big fan of Endomondo. I use it to track all my exercise: it makes it much easier to keep track of how I’m doing and it makes it much harder for me to slack off when I feel like slacking off. And I’m happy enough with the way things are going pace-wise right now, or at least I was until I saw this posted to Facebook:
Yes, it would appear that this Endomondo-using friend of mine has gone the extra mile (or the extra 271.95km) when it comes to training. And she’s done that with weights as well.
To be honest, if I were her, I’d be
totally knackered rather disappointed to have only used up 558 calories after almost a hour’s hard work getting to St Helena Bay and back.
Unless of course she did it by helicopter, which, given the average speed of 308.2kph, seems entirely likely.
I’m off to work on my running again. I have some catching up to do.
And I don’t have a helicopter.