I had high hopes for today.
I was going to run 10 miles and get lots of housework and foam rollering done.
Early on a phone call about lost work keys (including a master key that would have given access to lots of people's homes) had me in a panic as I was the last person have them, but luckily it was someone else who had been in and taken them when she bloody shouldn't have. I will have to poke her in the eyes next time I see her. It's a woman I already don't like much.
I then went shopping, did a mountain of recycling, cleaned out the rabbit and set off for my run just before lunch time (feeling rather hungry already).
I had decided to try out one the sachets of High 5 energy drink. It tasted ok-ish to start with, then it began to taste awful as I drank it properly, so I then stopped drinking and felt even worse. I can't do 10 miles without a drink, so after 5 miles at what I hoped would be my 10 mile pace (I was aiming for 10.20, did 10.17) I went home. I tried to man up and just drink it, but it actually make me feel a bit queasy. At least I know for next time.
The rest of my Saturday will be spent watching all 3 Lord Of The Rings films, while foam rollering and massaging my sore calf. There's a knot in it, probably due to my leg imbalance.
I had hoped to have the day off tomorrow, but I now have to work.
If I get up to anything other than a blizzard, I will cycle there. As it's my embalming job, I don't have to look smart, I just wear scrubs, and so very little to take in my backpack. It's about 24 miles away, though, and so nearly 50 by the time I get home, but there will be a 2 hour gap in the middle to recover, while at work.
Probably about 2500ft of elevation overall. That's more than I'd like in a work commute.