Friday, January 13, 2012

Thoughts on chocolate covered coffee beans

Because some days 10km is not enough...



Today is already feeling too long.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

It's on baby!

81 days to go.

I was going to title this Songs for days when nothing works, then I went for my run, had a great session and realized I only have 81 days to my turning 26 crisis solving half-marathon. And actually only 80 days until I turn 26.

I did, indeed, started training for it officially or at least, I started the training plan I will be following. I started running with the nike running website training plans a couple of years ago with the 5k beginners and after a year break from running I went back in September to the 10k intermediate 1 and now I have upgraded to the half-marathon intermediate 2. It surely could be better, but I'm very pleased with my progress. By the way, I seem not to be able to stop listening to this song:



As I was saying or at least you could guess from the original title for this entry, I had a very unproductive and frustrating day work-wise as I could not make my program work and I seem unable to detect what was going wrong with it. But my running, on the treadmill though, changed my mood. For my first day, the training plan had prepared some intervals(this plan is described as a plan that concentrates on quality work and speed work for those trying to improve their times). 4x800m and 4x200m in particular and a total of around 10km running. It happens that whenever I am introducing something relatively new in my training I experience during the previous hours or even days some mild anxiety. It's like going from school to high school or from high school to uni but in a scaled down version. It happened to me the first time I run 10 miles, I was somewhat nervous about not finishing(I had actually aborted a 9miles run the previous week). It didn't happen the time I run a half-marathon in the treadmill but that's just because it was not planned and it actually happened the week after that when I went for a planned 22km long run. Hence it's not really odd that it happened yesterday again. I mean, I've run 10km before, and in fact that its becoming a somewhat short run these days and I always finish it feeling I need at least a couple of kilometers more. It was the intervals that were making me nervous, my former training plan had them, but since November I was a bit sloppy and dropped them and concentrated only on logging miles(truth be told, I've been running at a high pace the whole time so I've been doing sloppy permanent Fartlek or at least pushing my heart a lot). As I was saying, intervals were making me nervous so I decided to err on the side of caution because I wanted to be able to finish all of them, not just run a very fast one and not be able to even run the whole 10km(I dropped them last time because I had a horrible session where I could only run two intervals and was destroyed after that and I kind of chickened out a bit). I did so and had a lovely session with, I think good paces. My cadence was shit though.


Note: This has been waiting to be finished for more than a week, but now that I read it, I think there's nothing more too add, so, I'll just publish it as it is.

Saturday, January 07, 2012

Most marvellous thing in the universe

And sometimes, most beautiful too. I was just reading the EROS BLOG from the Spanish newspaper El Pais, somewhat lefthanded but kind of neutral, and to me possibly the only readable one. Although sometimes I'd like to email some of their writers either a dictionary of the Spanish language or a grammar or both. And that being me and my own grammar is sloppy. I can only imagine what goes through the mind of those well educated who also read it. Anyway, I digress, I was reading that blog and I was admiring the pictures of their last post about noises that lovers make in bed. If you're curious, I discovered the other day, when listening to Love of Lesbian in Spotify,that the same way that you can buy a CD with sounds from the middle of the amazonic forest, you can buy CD's with sounds of orgasms and sex(or listen to them in Spotify if you feel like it). Again, I digress. What I was about to say is that in that post, the pictures are taken from the blog I have just discovered and which from what I've seen so far, is a wonderful recollection of artistic pictures of naked bodies. And that is the most beautiful thing ever evolved in the universe(that we know of).

Thursday, January 05, 2012

Scatology

Or my theory on the new Facebook timeline cover picture.

Because I am sure I am not the first one to think of, and possibly someone has already done it, using that cover to put a picture of my erect penis in all its glory. I mean, it's not like I am thinking of actually doing it, but my theory is that it was created by some facebook engineer with that in mind. A sort of twenty first century equivalent of photocopying one's arse when the office is empty but broadcast to the entire world this time.

On the other hand this post may just be a proof of the unusual connections that happen between the neurons in my brain.

Monday, January 02, 2012

I'm going to be my own Pavlov's dog...

Pavlov's dog or classical conditioning is something I've read/heard of plenty of times(although I have not read the wikipedia entry I link to). Also, it's somewhat what I've realized I've been experiencing lately when I am somewhere and one of the FOUR songs they have always on at the gym starts playing. I just feel like I need to move, I need/want to start exercising. It works surprisingly effectively and I have not even been to the gym that many times. So I, in my infinite wisdom, have decided to try something similar to what Sheldon tries with Penny in the following clip:


But on myself. Just to see what happens. I, again in my infinite wisdom, think that instead of using chocolates I'll go for the cheapest and always available option of inflicting a bit of pain. Possibly the result of negative feedback for conditioning it's described in the wikipedia entry but it will be more fun to see whether it works or not. I'm also not sure that self-conditioning will work, but yet again, I'll just have to try.

What kind of pain? Well, first thing that I thought of was extreme pain as in that produced by hitting my infinitely sensitive to pain testicles. I'm just NOT going to do it. So I'll go for something less stupid like pinching myself or something similar. After all, I just want to test whether I can slightly modify my own behaviour indirectly or induce an indirect repetitive response to something, not get injured or loose my reproductive abilities.