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I finished the 5k, and that is a win

For the second year in a row, I took part in the 5k run/walk at the Blue Nose Marathon.

Last year I was doing my "Un-Weighted" project and was actually making regular visits to the gym. I was in passable shape. I wasn't training like an athlete, but I was training.

This year I wasn't training, and I'm not in shape. I've put on some (read: all) the weight I lost during the Un-Weighted project and I have not been training. Yes, I have been walking home from work roughly four out of five days a week, and attending taekwondo about once a week, but I have not trained in any sense that'd make real training athletes think I trained.

My goal this year was just to finish. I figured I'd tack another ten or fifteen minutes on my finish time.

But here are the stats: last year's time was 38:55.9. This year's time was 41:14.8. That's a difference of 2:18.1.

Really? No training, more weight, and over five kilometres I only went two minutes and eighteen seconds slower?


I can't explain it. I was just glad to finish, but I ended up finishing stronger than I thought I would've.

The running wasn't hard -- I didn't "blow up" and get winded so much as I got cramps in the muscles along my shins. That made it hard to run and even hard to walk. But I kept going.

Good work, me.

One tip that might've helped: I ran into Music Nova Scotia superstar Laura Simpson on Agricola Street. She snapped the photo you see here. She actually knows how to run. Like, she's run FAR. She gave me a tip about my stride, and for all I know, that's what prevented me from tacking on a whole bunch more time.

Thanks as well to Amanda for coming out to cheer me on!

Saturday night we watched Run Fatboy Run, the Simon Pegg film directed by David Schwimmer. It wasn't as perfect a movie as Pegg's Hot Fuzz, but it was very well done. A nice portrayal of an out-of-shape guy trying to get his life together in order to impress a lady he let down in the past. Very funny in places, and sweet enough to be a chick flick if not for the fact that the lead character is not a typical chick-flick lead.


  1. Congrats for finishing! Who knows, maybe next year you'll go in the other direction...lose the weight, maybe more, and shave 2 minutes off your original time. There's a goal!

    Why do you look so good in orange?

  2. I know, eh? Orange, brown, green. Is there label for that family of colours that make me look decent?

  3. Maybe that makes you a "fall"? They say that everybody can wear any colour, it's really more the shade/undertone/saturation of colour that makes the difference. I've been told that I'm a "winter", looking best in jewel tones or fully saturated colours (muted things make me look sickly).

  4. WOOHOO! Way to finish Scott!

    And with no training? That's impressive. Next year remember to pick up some blue paint for your nose.


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