Karen writes: Extreme exercise

I don't think of what I do as extreme.  I mean, how can an average of less than 5 hours of training a week, my usual for marathon training, be extreme?  Some people spend more time than that at the gym or playing team sports or waving around to their Wii sport controller.  Yes, an average of 11 hours a week for about 12 weeks leading up to Ironman is a little more out there, but even that is still not what I would call excessive, certainly not in comparison to what some people do. I have heard of averages of 20+ hours, eek, that's equivalent to a part time job.

Maraetai Beach early
Anyway, I went to the doctor yesterday to discuss some test results for an annoying but relatively minor problem I have had for a while.  The tests indicated that there was nothing sinister to worry about, but the specialist comment in her report had me laughing, her conclusion was that the problem was "most likely a result of extreme exercise".

Yeah right.  I'm extreme. An extreme athlete, the doctor said so!

Actually this extreme athlete has had a few unplanned easy days recently.  I'm trying to impact less on family time by running early in the morning at 5 am before everyone gets up. It is so hard though to get out of bed at that horrible hour and I admit to having missed a few sessions.  When I do force myself to go out the door and manage to get through the first half hour I marvel that it is a wonderful time to be out running.  I have to say though that even having two alarms set, all my running gear set up and ready to go, and the prospect of a training free evening isn't quite strong enough motivation to make me carry through every time.  The family deserve a bit of a break so I will just have to keep working on it.

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