*** Wow, a 5 months old post .. what a good blogger I make ... time to right the wrongs and be active... ***
I'm currently in Bamako, Mali for business. my job is really nice for the adventure of getting off shore 4 to 6 times a year, but is one of the most sucky for maintaining a regular training regimen.
On top of that, the food, the water, even the air you breathe can make you sick ... but, it is most of the time worth it.
My 40K per week goal I had set myself onto is now getting farther away from my grasp. working hours and a remarkable lack of will are taking their toll. I'm still trying to weight whether I should give more place to the Insanity program in wich I have about three weeks left or run some 5 to 8 km stretch as much as I can in a week.
Last week i got sick, my dinner, wich consisted in rice with a tar-like textured sauce that tasted weird, kept me in bed for 18 hours and left me weak as a puppy until saturday night.
A bit pissed at the existence for the lost training sessions I headed for a long run on Sunday ... a grueling run under the oppressing sun. I could not run more than 20 minutes before having to walk or sit under a three to cool down, but I did good, running about 14 km without passing out. It put a strain on my already weak body, but I pulled tru, being tired of excuses for not training.
In the end, I think I experienced some dehydration effect, my stomach was bloated and I was quite fatigued. The air being so dry in Mali, I barely sweated during the run, it is weird to feel exhausted but not being drenched in sweat. I'll have to care a bit more for my hydration next Sunday.
I'm currently in Bamako, Mali for business. my job is really nice for the adventure of getting off shore 4 to 6 times a year, but is one of the most sucky for maintaining a regular training regimen.
On top of that, the food, the water, even the air you breathe can make you sick ... but, it is most of the time worth it.
My 40K per week goal I had set myself onto is now getting farther away from my grasp. working hours and a remarkable lack of will are taking their toll. I'm still trying to weight whether I should give more place to the Insanity program in wich I have about three weeks left or run some 5 to 8 km stretch as much as I can in a week.
Last week i got sick, my dinner, wich consisted in rice with a tar-like textured sauce that tasted weird, kept me in bed for 18 hours and left me weak as a puppy until saturday night.
A bit pissed at the existence for the lost training sessions I headed for a long run on Sunday ... a grueling run under the oppressing sun. I could not run more than 20 minutes before having to walk or sit under a three to cool down, but I did good, running about 14 km without passing out. It put a strain on my already weak body, but I pulled tru, being tired of excuses for not training.
In the end, I think I experienced some dehydration effect, my stomach was bloated and I was quite fatigued. The air being so dry in Mali, I barely sweated during the run, it is weird to feel exhausted but not being drenched in sweat. I'll have to care a bit more for my hydration next Sunday.
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