Map My Run

Two thingshave resulted in me running more lately. First, I've been spending absurd amounts of time sitting in front of this computer processing data. Not climbing or running would just be unthinkable, plus I'd get fat. I do not wish to get fat. Second, Brendon has moved a) back to Australia, and b) just down the road. That guy brings the psyche. Wait - three things. The dick-snap residents who live near the North Sydney Anzac Club complained about the noise from futsal, so it got cancelled. We're moving to a new venue in August, but no futsal for 4 weeks. Lame.
So I've started using MapMyRun, which, believe it or not, allows you to map and track your runs. It has a godawful user interface, probably designed by a 12 year old kid with ADHD, that makes Windows Vista look like the most intuitive piece of design ever, but hell, it's free. Anyway, my Goal (note big G) for the month when I'm not playing futsal is to run 50 miles. 20km a week ain't really no thang, but it'll help keep the inexorable decline into middle-aged portliness at bay. Brendon still wants to do adventure races, but seeing as neither of us have mountain bikes (and I have no decent stream of income with which to purchase one), that could be a while off. I still have doing a marathon on my list of things to do before I die, but my plans to do the Sydney marathon this year have been abandoned.
Anyway, even if I'm not anywhere near as fit as I was at 18, I still haul arse. It is kinda hard to believe I could do a sub 9 minute 3000m at 16 though. My aim is to find a good balance between stick man 16 year old Duncan, and slightly muscley climber Duncan. I'll let you know how it goes.