Well, I arrived safe and sound yesterday in Australia and met the rest of my family at Sydney Airport. We then took the (very, very bumpy) hour flight to Albury, where my grandparents live. So far I have been gifted with sunshine and warmth, and while for pretty much everything that is amazing, for running it can make things difficult. Especially if you’re used to dealing with limbs losing sensation due to the cold and trying not to get sleet whipped into your eyes due to gale force winds (Ah, the joys of running in Scotland).
The flights over were, while not completely terrible, long and sore. I didn’t get too much sleep, but I did eat a lot. Apart from the crew wearing santa hats/reindeer antlers, and a little Lindtt chocolate bunny, there wasn’t much of a fuss over Christmas, so I was a bit disappointed, even though I am still not sure what I was expecting. On Christmas Day we stopped in Bangkok for about an hour, so I had a bit of time to stretch my legs and take an obligatory ‘Christmas Day Photo’ at the airport:
When we finally arrived in Albury, we were shattered. I had a power nap (and apparently had some fantastic photos taken of my sleeping face courtesy of my uncle’s new flashy camera and my brother’s suggestion, I’m sure) and then awoke to a lasagne feast! Much better than plane food. About 11pm, I could resist sleep no more and hit the hay.
I awoke at about 3 this morning to a phone call from my bank alerting me to some possibly fraudulent transaction attempt. I had to verify that it was indeed me trying to withdraw money in Australia unsuccessfully (causing major distress at Sydney after a parched flight), and couldn’t get back to sleep. I looked outside. Darkness. I checked online for sunrise times. 5:55am. Ages to go.
I decided to stay awake and then head out as soon as the sky started getting light to avoid having to run in immense heat. At 5:30, I donned my brand new Sauconey running shoes (courtesy of Santa), set up my Garmin and made sure that I had a map of the area set up on my phone. I set off shortly after and managed to fit in a respectable 6.81 miles. The pace was slow, but I decided to ease my body back into exercise after all that traveling, and allow it to get used to the temperature change. I also had to check where the hell I was occasionally, and I stopped to take a few photos. I got back shortly after 6:45am and it was already 23 degrees. Ridiculous!
Below is the route I took, courtesy, obviously, of my Garmin. See if you can spot the 400m (roughly) track I found and took a lap on!
Tomorrow and Thursday I’ll be doing classes at the local gym and taking advantage of the last two days it’ll be open this year (Mental holidays! You wouldn’t have to put up with that in Aberdeen!). Then more running!
Here are some snaps taken during this morning’s run:
By the way, the new Sauconey shoes are great! And while I was being ultra healthy, my boyfriend was thousands of miles away indulging in a Boxing Day BBQ!