"Message from Claudette Roo-o-yakkers"

When I go on my long runs or rides I use my phone to listen to music, and also to monitor my run.  The little application I use tells me how far I've gone, how fast I'm going, and just about anything else you may want to know.  The phone talks this info over your headphones via an electronic voice as often as you want to hear it.  The other cool feature of this app is that Claudette can send me messages via a text to talk function, and she can follow my progress on her computer. Unfortunately the computer can't quite get the pronunciation of Rooyakkers right and hence the fact that at exactly 30 kms I got the "message from Claudette Roo-o-yakkers" announcement.  The message itself however was brief, clear, and absolutely-freakin perfect.  It said simply,

"you got your mojo back-keep on keeping on"

I mean it was perfect.  Especially the timing.  It was but a few seconds before her message that I was thinking the very same thing. I AM BACK!!!  When I heard her message i knew the last 5 kms would be a breeze.

I am back with a vengeance!  I knew 5 minutes into my run that things were gonna start clicking again.  I was nervous before I headed out because I needed to feel good today to confirm that last weeks improvement was not an isolated case.  So I started out slow, but continued to get faster and faster, such that the last 5 kms of my 35 was my fastest.  There was never, ever any doubt in my mind, no unusual pain in my legs, or spikes in my heart rate.  At 25 kms I had that Forrest Gump feeling, and even though I knew it would pass it is a magical feeling to experience....the feeling that you could continue to run all day.  Sure enough by 30 kms my heart rate was creeping up, but all it meant by that time was that I had to start working a bit.  And there is a decided difference between feeling like your working hard, and feeling like you're dying.

To compare it to the Around the Bay race makes it seem even more fantastic.  I ran the last 15 kms today at the same pace as I ran the first 15 in Hamilton....after which I nearly freakin died.

So I am very content right now.  I am not suffering even the slightest from my efforts and after a bit of a sleep in tomorrow I will be right back at it.  Game on!!

I find the whole thing quite amazing really.  The doctor can continue to tell me that it was not his chamber, but I am sure he is wrong.  Perhaps it is something unique in my physiology that resulted in the effect it had on me, but the loss, and then return of my mojo is too coincidental with the treatments for it not be the culprit.

(35 km run, 2:59:59)  WOOHOO!!!

"Now you wouldn't believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was going somewhere, I was running!"---Forrest Gump

Love

Peter