It’s not a midlife crisis. Honestly!

Right, I have been keeping a tally on who has and hasn’t declared, upon hearing about the plan to race the DW, that we are having a midlife crisis. Currently 80% of people think that it is one.

Well it isn’t. Certainly not based on the wikipedia definition of a midlife crisis. I don’t feel a dramatic sense of self doubt. I don’t feel my youth is slipping away. If anything I am feeling the vigour of life at the moment. Or is this current vim just my midlife crisis and I don’t know it yet?

Anyway. Rest day yesterday so no physical exertions to report. I have had a couple of thoughts though that I have decided to air here to see what becomes of them.

Firstly, I was quite ill last night. Something I ate (or drank) didn’t agree with me and I have begun to wonder if I should put some thought and research into exercise food.
I’m not into the whole supplements thing, and I don’t intend to be drinking whey based powersuperzade three times as day but there must be something I can do to improve the fuel that I am putting in. Research to follow, findings in due course.

And then secondly, on Sunday while we were in the gym the Great North Run was on the bank of tellys above the rowing machine. Watching that spectacle sowed a seed of thought that I have been mulling over for a couple of days. How about doing a marathon as part of my training? I mean, what better way to find out if I have the minerals for a 125 mile kayak race, than by doing another endurance event?

Don’t misunderstand me when I flippantly say, “I’ll do a marathon this weekend, it would be nice training.” Because after the agony’s I have subjected myself to so far, I know full well that I am not in any kind of condition for that sort of thing yet. But a half marathon in October 2009 would be a good test of my metal before we start doing the build up kayak races in January.

I don’t know what is involved in doing a marathon but another good chum of mine ran… it might have even been the Great North that he ran… Can’t quite remember... Anyway, he ran a marathon, and apparently it is a bit more complicated than turning up with a piece of A4 paper pinned to my chest with a number written on in black marker. I will email him and find out what should be done.

Off to the gym tonight again. More of the same, two sets of twelve reps of half a dozen exercises.