Friday, April 3, 2009

Snout, Kassandra!.

The underpants slips, the fat pads bounce: Runners make their clothes are often a bad figure. Achim Achilles-reader
Knut cartilage, therefore, a small laundry Advisor written. For the motivated Moppel Chen Charlotte, there will be nearly half marathon with the goal.

 


I schwant during Saturday's visit to grandfather's evil. If the Lord 57 years earlier when walking through the city faster than I can with me something is not right. Also my appetite is rather moderate. My grandfather is in his ears: "You eat nothing." Strange that I still felt 30 times a day on the quiet village must, from the long dialogue with the Kloschüssel in the middle of the night all alone. From nothing comes but nothing else. The digestive tract, one of the last mysteries of mankind.

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Women in marathon illness before the finish


The doctor visit on Monday confirmed the worst to me then: Yes, I'm sick. With all the trimmings: antibiotic official sick leave, succession studies. "And when can I play sport?" I asked the doctor. Understanding Glotze lot. Presumably, the white coat are expected to torment me more pressing issues. "If you are healthy again," he replies. "And when I'm well again?" I asked. "Come back on Thursday, then we see further."


CHARLOTTE AND THE HALF MARATHON

Charlotte is almost 30, a little too thick in the school and was always the last one. Jogging? Only to the bus not to miss. But now she has a big target: From zero to 21.1 kilometers in four months. Next weekend in Berlin is in the first half marathon.
On-Achilles.de Achim has her way there described.

I will not continue, but continue to run. I must have a training plan to comply. Soon is my first half marathon. The buffer week for diseases I have a cold for the beginning of January verpulvert. Through a long pause, my whole plan at risk.

I think of all the Cassandras in my environment, from the beginning I predicted that a half marathon in April for me to come early. I see her compassionate eyes, if I fail.

And Ute has known better anyway. The student with me, is the beginning of 20, very slim and athletic, muscular upper arms. Besides, I see Ute rather stocky and elefantös from. While they fairylike from the University buildings to the S-Bahn floats, I Trotte gravely beside her, and feel at every step, as my thighs rub against each other and slowly but surely the jeans porous scratch. Would Ute losrennen and I together, it would probably have me at the first corner like this fly. But Ute says regarding Half Marathon: "So 15 kilometers has always been my absolute maximum. More, I could never create."

If the only Ute least would be the so-reacted. But all my friends think so. Although they have more running experience than I, they claim, in no case more than 15 kilometers to create. So far no one has very loud - but they could actually be the same tattoo on the forehead: "No, you can not, which do you ever! Guck dich doch mal at. Prust You already going on. It must be a crazy idea Silvester been. " The worst thing is: It's true actually.


ACHIM ROADSIDE


Mandatory deadline for all athletes: From 4 to 13 April runs and reads Achim Achilles in the club Aldiana in Side, Turkey. Presented the latest work "Get running without suffering." Of course, no lack of classics from the depths of the tortured soul runners. Claudia Hille, Germany's best triathlete in the age bracket 40, provides professional training course.

More information is available here. The book is available in blogs shop.

There will also no answers like: "But I was sick two weeks in between, otherwise I would have done it!" There are no excuses, there is only yes or no, black or white, or arriving up. Since I have now.

At least the sick leave is soon done and I can return to work and in the university. On the way there, I dare wanton and a short sprint from the S-Bahn to the Institute. After half a minute rasselt of breath and I am at a house wall hold. Au weia, the doctor had to ban his sport but legal. Now is definitely the hard condition antrainierte gone again and I must start again from scratch. And so shortly before the start! Panting, I drag myself into the auditorium. The half-marathon with just tell me no more. Maybe it's all forgotten again.


Charlotte

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