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*wheeze hack hack splutter*
Just ran 5k. It was the 2nd birthday of Run 4 It, the running shop on Holburn St where my bros girlfriend works. Having not really partaken in exercise much since primary school I decided about a week and a half ago that I would run it and kick ass and prove that even though I was lazy, because I am a lanky skinny type I would naturally be good at it. .... Well, my time was actually pretty good. But after I finished I started feeling like total crap, and had intense pain down my throat... I had to spit lots to check that I hadn't made my lunds bleed... it felt like it and tasted like it. After about 15 minutes of thinking I was going to die, the pain receded and I had a sausage and chilled out. It felt good to push myself, but I think I will do some more preparation before the next race. Also this course was totally up and down, there were barely any flat parts... which is a total killer. I did get overtaken by a few middle aged whippet types whos idea of a good holiday is probably cross country running in the pyrenees. And like to where their shorts SHORT.