Well, I returned to Fonta and definitely felt the difference in my running. Between the addition of hills, trails and two bike rides, my quads got much more of a workout than they had been getting for the previous couple of weeks. I was going to run long Saturday morning before heading off to Bamenda to buy a bus ticket to go to Douala to get on a plane and go to Togo, but I got food poisoning (ate small portion of a rotten egg -- yuk!). I feel better now (Sunday noon), but Saturday was tough.
Mon: Run 5.01 mi 43:07
Cycle 9.05 mi 48:44
Tue: Run 3 mi 25:14
Cycle 8.34 45:02
Wed: Run 6.69 1:18:14 Got lost!
Yoga 30 min
Thu: Run 3.07 mi 31:44
Fri: Run 2 mi.
Sun: probably nothing
I notice that I really hate it when I am "running strong" one week and much weaker the next. I think I should continually improve and improve and improve and I should feel like I am improving. Waxing and waning, not my thing. Even when I have a reasonable explanation for why I ran slower and felt more tired, I still do not like it.
Nonetheless, I was listening to an audiobook that asked the question -- what are 10 things that are at the core of your happiness and joy? And one of those things for me is definitely my body -- it's strength and fitness. My ability to run and bike and walk and do basically whatever I want to do. To feel almost at the top of my form as I am quickly approaching my 45th birthday. Even it's ability to get better when it is hit with things like malaria and dysentery and food poisoning. I think the ultimate compliment would be, when I'm 70 or 80 or 90 for people to say, "she's a tough old bird." Yea, that's something to shoot for.