Morning run fail

So I thought it’d be a good idea to get into the habit of running first thing in the morning because I won’t have evenings to myself any longer starting next week. (I’m doing a training course for work!)

I figured all the details out for this amazing morning run – Planned my route, filled my bottle, laid out clothes, shoes and watch… even did a playlist just in case I wanted some music. Because I down so much liquid in general throughout the day, I also thought it’d be a good idea to make sure I drank a colossal amount of water before I went to bed. And yes, the alarm was set to make certain I didn’t oversleep. Come morning, I was all groggy. I didn’t have enough sleep. All my planning rendered my sleep restless. I was all excited and nervous about this morning run, and it’s as if I’ve never done morning runs in my life! I have – but I just haven’t in a while, and never in Brunei. I suppose it was also the route I planned out. I wanted to try running into the water village, Kampong Ayer, the infamous jewel of Brunei, dubbed ‘Venice of the East’. Whilst I’m aware it isn’t much of a “jewel” and more a sort of rubbish dump, I was still excited at the prospect of running on wooden walkways connecting houses on stilts on the Brunei river. I’d take photos! It’s be so sneaky! I might even wake people by plodding around on the bridges. I wondered how much noise I’d make. Anyway, you might have guessed from the title of this post that I never made it there. I was so dopey on lack of proper sleep, but proceeded to get dressed and do my stretches on the mat. That trusty, soft, and oh-so-comfortable mat. Next thing, I woke up with a start at eleven. I had fallen asleep doing the reclining hero! I’M SUCH A FAIL! In other news, my thighs and abs are all nicely stretched now.

Anyway, today turned out to be such a busy day that I could only fit in a relatively small run in the evening. Kampong Ayer run is now rescheduled to tomorrow! I should calm down a bit and sleep properly tonight!

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When nature calls at inappropriate times

Do you ever get those days when you get out the door feeling super, start off running in one direction still feeling super, and then some miles later, mid-run, seriously need the loo? Man, I absolutely hate these moments! What makes them even better is that they tend to happen only when you’re a safe distance from any public WC’s. I suppose long distance trail runners have these moments often and deal with them without any whining. (What about number two’s, though?!)

Before recently, I’ve only had to deal with these unfortunately timed nature calls on hikes where I’m prepared (and there are many trees in the vicinity to hide behind). Awkward. Anyway, I felt so relieved I was in the middle of a Bandar run the last time this happened. Walked into the shopping mall, but got stopped quickly. Not because I looked like a hobo, but what’s this? I had to PAY to get in to use the loos? I never bring money on runs! Anyway, I ended up begging some staff at a restaurant to let me use their loos.

 

Hope you’re running great, xxx

P.S. “Bandar runs” are what I shall start calling runs specifically around the Bandar Seri Begawan town centre. Probably not that worthwhile to designate a name since they actually make up 75% of my weekly runs..

A Coffee Run, literally. And LSD.

So I realised that my long slow distance runs aren’t appropriately slow enough, and hence, does not count as a slow run. Was reading around RW plus other running blogs and websites when I came to the conclusion.

Thus, I decided to attempt another lengthy dawdler of an adventure today. My friends wanted to grab a coffee after work so I thought I’d join them at the café, except that I’d run instead of driving over. I never thought taking it easy could be so difficult! According to the two pace calculators I used (1 and 2), I failed. As soon as I stopped thinking about my running pace I started speeding up again, which got me thinking – was my recent 5k time not one of my better efforts? Or is my long run too short? Perhaps the recent 5k race time I had input into the calculator didn’t particularly reflect my “current level of fitness?” (Oh, how ostentatious that sounds!)

My most recent 5k time was 28:40, which rendered the long run training pace to be 7:09 – 8:02 min/km. My magical 5k PB of 25:57 (that happened over 6 months ago) calculated the long run training pace to be 6:32 – 7:21 min/km. Much closer to what I was running. This gives me hope… Hope that I can smash that PB. That, or most possibly, I’m just running my LSD all wrong.

Anyone have any thoughts on this? Continue reading

Steady Run to Tasek Lama, 23 Dec ’13

Phew, was it hot!

This Tasek Lama route is becoming a bit of a favourite now. It’s not bad really. There aren’t proper pavements for the first kilometre, followed by some treacherous narrow road edge treading for the third kilometre, and then a full blown deep excavation/construction site that I manage to casually dawdle through. Continue reading

Run to Tasek Lama, 20 Dec ’13

Below are the stats from the day of my previous post when I took the photo of the silly monkeys at the entrance of Tasek Lama. I mostly go to Tasek to have a little relaxed walk on the short trail with my friends, which is why I need to get my run done and out of the way beforehand. Yes, I go for a run AND THEN go for a little “exercise session” with my friends immediately after. It makes sense because Continue reading

Monsoon Clouds of Doom Running Philosophy

I’ve not run in ages and I blame this awful weather. The clouds of impending doom have been gathering, threatening to storm it down like the holy mother of angry watermelons. I mean, what is the deal with this weather? It looks like it’s going to chuck it down any minute and it doesn’t for some hours. Precious hours that I could’ve filled with gaining some good miles. It leaves me feeling absolutely helpless!

The Dilemma

Do I brave the outdoors and risk getting caught out in a full-blown thunderstorm, not forgetting the possibility of getting struck by lightning?

Here is a list of reasonable responses I have come up with:

1. Yes, because YOLO. Running under the clouds of doom could actually be a godsend. Those clouds are not the enemy; they’re protecting you from the hot sun. Yes, the sun, that thing you hate to be directly under other than those scary-looking clouds. Remember who the real enemy is. Sure, it’ll be humid and you’ll sweat buckets, but you sweat buckets anyway without the humidity prompting you to. You want to run outdoors, then go and bloody do it, fool. Worried your expensive GPS watch may get ruined? Wear a waterproof layer. If it starts storming though, find shelter until it subsides. Call someone to drive over and rescue you? That said, on a serious note, this option of braving it out would be least dangerous if you stick to roads with possible shelters along it.

2. No, because you can go on the treadmill to bypass the risk of death by the holy mother of watermelons. But it’ll be boring. The same stupid wall the treadmill faces would be staring at you throughout your run. What’s a virtual hill compared to the real thing? But if you’re not willing to risk your life this could be the solution to ALL your running problems. Running outdoors poses all sorts of risks for the fainthearted. What if you trip over a massive tree root and break your ankle, and nobody finds you? What if some reckless driver runs you over and leaves you to die from fear of getting prosecuted for reckless driving? What if some rabid dog bites you? List is endless. Stay home, or go to the gym.

3. No, run later/tomorrow/next week/month/year because you don’t want to die. Don’t fool yourself. You will die anyway, and you don’t want to be fat. Rethink your life’s priorities and refer to 1 & 2.

I realised in the middle of writing this that I kept putting down “you”, “your”, “yourself” instead of “I”, “me”, “myself”. This post is really meant to be just me reasoning to myself. If you’re someone who is actually reading this and finding it useful (which I doubt), then cheers to you! You are making a difference to my life by giving me some attention, putting pressure on me to actually do as I say I would.

Oh look, it’s raining again. Gym, here I come.

Love, Brunei Runner. x