Jumpin' Januarys ... it's 2013 already!

[Mid Life Crisis Marathon Man]

My first meaningful interaction with another human for 2013 came not at some NYE celebration, but at around 5:30 this morning during an early run along the Pacific Highway when a complete stranger gave me a high five, smiling broadly and saying “Way to go, bro ... Happy New Year!” He didn’t even seem particularly drunk. Given that I had slept through all the fireworks and midnight celebrations, this wasn’t too shabby a way to kick the year off. Erm, well OK so maybe it doesn’t quite rate compared to being beside your beloved as you gaze in awe at the fireworks by Sydney Harbour ... in fact, nah, it doesn’t rate at all, does it? But at the time it seemed cool.

Not so cool was the weather – warm and muggy, which is why I was up well before dawn to run before it was too hot. As runs go it was OK. A little slow perhaps, and my legs were still a little sore from last Sunday’s tough 18km, which made the hills tricky. Form, I discovered, is a fickle friend. Happy to be there when things are going well, but quickly vanishing when you need it most.

Not to worry, I returned home in 58:14 for the 10km – my slowest time on this course for many months, but feeling good even so. Time is not so critical right now, as much as building regular good mileage. And it's the only chance you get all year to run on New Year's Day.

And so Happy New Year everyone – time to reset the counters to zero and start over. Hmm, that reminds me of a song...



10.0km, 58:14

YTD: 10.0