Attempt #2: night run of the 29th

Good evening folks! Well, I say folks, I probably just get the one or two passer-by's then and now, but if you indeed ARE a regular reader, leave a comment!

Now, back to the topic of running. I am currently twenty years of age, I'd like to consider myself an 'young-adult' more than 'late-teen' since, well, there's no -teen in my age any more. I'm at a point in my life where I can live quite comfortably with little issues then and now, but the biggest reason why I started running, and a rather 'adult' problem was that of high blood pressure.

I get the now and then burst in blood pressure whenever I'm on social outings (that is, after all, what being a young adult is all about!) my heart has to start slugging more of the BBQ-sauce-esque blood everywhere in my beautiful seal body (what?)

The rational side of me naturally told me: "Dude, doctor, now; it's probably your weight, but just to be sure!" and of course the irrational side kicked in as well: "Nah brah, just go have a jog!" to which the rational side responded with a surprising: "You know what? Old Iry here might be onto something! Move your fat ass!"

Probably should have started this post with this bit that we've reached now. Tonight I ran 2 km. That's only a 400 meter improvement but the difference is that, after finishing the run, I felt like I could run some more. Naturally, keeping in mind what happened last time, I didn't. I should also clear up the "uphilly and downhilly surfaces" part from the aforementioned post: it's about a 2.5-3 meter slow incline with a sudden 2.5-3 meter decline. So technically whenever I run I change the speed and, in connection, the style; by style I mean jogging uphill versus running at a slow-to-medium pace downhill.

Also, I think I got a taste of "the runner's high", just read the middle part of this post if you need proof.

And to neatly cap things off, have a map of "The Medium Circuit" as a reminder of where I run (I ran three circuits tonight if you don't deal in the metric devil!):

Motivation

For a blob like me running comes after plenty of motivation.

Let's start from the simplest thing: music. I've never ran whilst listening to music since I've never had good enough earphones that would stay in my massive earholes. Now I've found the perfect ones. Running whilst a tune blasts that brings you flashbacks from a video game where you had to run for your life? Everybody says that it works, and now that I've tested it, I join the legion of people saying: DO IT. Trust me, you'll run faster when you think there are alien hired neo-fascist policemen with guns after you.

And then we have the newest issue of The Oatmeal. I've been an avid reader of The Oatmeal ever since I found it a few years ago (coincidentally, stopped running around that time). Just give it a read, I feel like I could take on an ultra-marathon in a few years if I keep this running thing up.

http://theoatmeal.com/comics/running

And lastly, "the runner's high". I don't think I have experienced it yet, but I do know I'm getting slightly addicted to running, and in connection, to the thought of the eventual high. According to The Oatmeal I just need to get over that pain barrier, and who am I to distrust the things I read on the Internet!

Attempt #1: night run of the 26th

I love running at night. It's cooler outside, nobody to give your fat ass judgemental looks and, as a bonus, every shadow looks like it's out to get you, so you just naturally add speed to avoid a stabbing.

What have I learned to from the experience of running again after two or three years? Bulletpoints!

• There is no god.
• There. Is. No. God.
• My body is incapable of producing endorphins at the current distances.
• It is, however, very capable at producing: pain, high blood pressure, more pain, unnatural amounts of sweat, minor headache and did I already mention pain?
• THERE IS NO GOD.

The distance I ran was actually pretty decent. A whopping 1.6 km with uphilly and downhilly surfaces.
Here's a map of the circuit I have dubbed "The Medium Circuit":

(Clicky to enlargy! Those with keen eyes and Google Translate abilities can see that the circuit totals at about 650 meters, I ran two and a half circuits, also, you can figure out where I live, anonymity on the Internet is so hard to accomplish :( )

What am I doing now? Ranting on the Internet and binging on bananas and grapes.

Welcome!

Welcome!

I'm Erik-Silver (viking-pirate, arr!) and I created this blog to log my attempts at taking up running again. I'm not much of a runner. I love cycling but since my bike got stolen I've reverted to running. My bike got stolen almost a year ago.

From this you can establish I am a huge slob and to look less like a blob I've decided to, judging from the first attempt, kill myself by some physical exercise.

Follow me as I try to lose weight by thrusting myself through the neighbourhood. Trust me, it'll be a hilarious thing to see.