There are many unfathomable questions in life. Like, what purpose do wasps serve? How do planes stay in the sky? How can people eat licorice? But what I really want to know is, where the fuck is my heart rate monitor? It has disappeared off the face of the earth.
So today was officially the hottest day of the year so far and the hottest July day EVER, beating the long-standing standing record of 1911. Not quite the hottest day of all time though, which was in 2003. But I believe it was about 99 degrees today.
It's amazing what a fuss everyone's making about it. While kids are getting their legs blown off in Beirut and Nazareth, all our papers are proclaiming HEATWAVE! as their lead headline. Nevertheless, it is extremely hot - I've not felt heat like this since Austin last September but at least in Texas they have air-conditioning everywhere. My flat is like an oven, the trains are grim, work is the absolute pits, and to top it all off, the air-conditioning in the gym has broken down too, which is a bit like a bad dream. I just can't get cool.
If I only had a bit more time to myself. If only I had time to run or workout in the mornings. But I get up at 6am and am gone by 7 as it is. I suppose I could get up at 5am and go for a run then...... or maybe not. Really, I have about a two-hour window every day in which I can run, from around 7pm when I get back to Brighton to around 9pm when the gym closes, or it starts to get dark. I don't really like running on my own in the dark all that much. So if anything happens to alter my plans (like tonight) or if I have other things to do, then I'm buggered. I like my gym, but the opening hours are shite. It's only open from 7am till 9pm every day and only till 7pm on Fridays. Saturdays 9 till 6, and Sundays 10 - 5. Rubbish! When I stayed with Aprill in Dallas, her gym was open 24 hours a day. And it had a full size running track inside!
Tonight I got back much later than anticipated because the train had a speed restriction imposed as the tracks had buckled in the heat (honestly...). Then, when I got back to Brighton, the building next door but one to the gym was on fire! I counted eleven fire engines outside and two ambulances. It was pretty serious. There was thick black smoke pouring out the top of the building. Amazingly, the gym was still open so I went inside, but it was quite smoky, and of course, no air-con. Perfect conditions really, on a 99 degree day. I did a little warm-up and some weights first, for about half an hour, and left myself about an hour to run four slow miles and do some stretching. Then, 17 minutes into my run, we were evacuated! I was so bloody annoyed not to be able to finish.
Never mind. There were at least three very handsome fireman hanging around outside to soften the blow.
15 x mins crosstrainer
20 x mins weights
17 x mins run (approx 2.5k)
So today was officially the hottest day of the year so far and the hottest July day EVER, beating the long-standing standing record of 1911. Not quite the hottest day of all time though, which was in 2003. But I believe it was about 99 degrees today.
It's amazing what a fuss everyone's making about it. While kids are getting their legs blown off in Beirut and Nazareth, all our papers are proclaiming HEATWAVE! as their lead headline. Nevertheless, it is extremely hot - I've not felt heat like this since Austin last September but at least in Texas they have air-conditioning everywhere. My flat is like an oven, the trains are grim, work is the absolute pits, and to top it all off, the air-conditioning in the gym has broken down too, which is a bit like a bad dream. I just can't get cool.
If I only had a bit more time to myself. If only I had time to run or workout in the mornings. But I get up at 6am and am gone by 7 as it is. I suppose I could get up at 5am and go for a run then...... or maybe not. Really, I have about a two-hour window every day in which I can run, from around 7pm when I get back to Brighton to around 9pm when the gym closes, or it starts to get dark. I don't really like running on my own in the dark all that much. So if anything happens to alter my plans (like tonight) or if I have other things to do, then I'm buggered. I like my gym, but the opening hours are shite. It's only open from 7am till 9pm every day and only till 7pm on Fridays. Saturdays 9 till 6, and Sundays 10 - 5. Rubbish! When I stayed with Aprill in Dallas, her gym was open 24 hours a day. And it had a full size running track inside!
Tonight I got back much later than anticipated because the train had a speed restriction imposed as the tracks had buckled in the heat (honestly...). Then, when I got back to Brighton, the building next door but one to the gym was on fire! I counted eleven fire engines outside and two ambulances. It was pretty serious. There was thick black smoke pouring out the top of the building. Amazingly, the gym was still open so I went inside, but it was quite smoky, and of course, no air-con. Perfect conditions really, on a 99 degree day. I did a little warm-up and some weights first, for about half an hour, and left myself about an hour to run four slow miles and do some stretching. Then, 17 minutes into my run, we were evacuated! I was so bloody annoyed not to be able to finish.
Never mind. There were at least three very handsome fireman hanging around outside to soften the blow.
15 x mins crosstrainer
20 x mins weights
17 x mins run (approx 2.5k)
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