In which I am cranky

Last week, for four days, my brand new fancy schmancy scales said I was 84 point something kilograms. Well I was happy dancing for the THREE days of that reality.
Then, just like that, the following day I weighed in and my brand new fancy schmancy scales said I was 88 point something. Just.like.that.
There had been NO smug eating, NONE. No alcohol.
Just happiness.

Apparently happiness can weight FOUR FUCKING KILOS.

I wish I could say I was, character wise, a much bigger person than this but it has really knocked me. It is the starting point for my crankiness this week.
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My running related niggling ‘issues’ are still present. Sore shins, the start of (MY FIRST if it is) a varicose vein (I AM MORTIFIED) that pains like buggery, a sore something up through the back of my left knee (the side of the vein ‘issue) which is also sore up the outer-side.

Yesterday I was talking to Chef about distances (he’s running 5kms!) and he asked how far I’d run on Monday. It was 8kms. And I said, that’s a lot isn’t it. He just shook his head at my idiocy.

My run on Wednesday was a right-off. My legs were like lead and my headspace was not much better. I walked most of the 5 point whatever I covered.

I didn’t go running this morning. Instead I shall go for a swim and do some laps – a first in close to a year. I figure maybe I need to cut my legs some slack and mix it up a bit.

At the moment I feel the 10kms is so close and yet just so so far.

Also trail running – where I want to go with my running, marathons hold no allure for me, but clambouring through the bush and up mountains and down valleys? Awesome.
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There have been a couple of news reports of late which just piss me off. Stories which announce things like a low-allergy diet reduces the impact of ADHD – well DERR. Or the roll of fish-oil in depression – double DERR. I mean, this stuff is YEARS old.
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There was an ‘incident’ with Oscar’s transport driver yesterday. I am shaken in a cranky way. MTC.
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Onward.