The Cyclist, who is not after all the author of this blog, felt that the title of this post should be "Keeping Fit on a Dirty Weekend". Huh?? This is not a PG rated blog and I would like to keep it nice and clean. What is he doing anyway making suggestions as to blog title? But, after some thought I decided to go with his suggestion as Dirty Weekend. It may generate some extra hits!
|Hottest Day on Record for Sydney|
|Salt and Pepper Squid|
|Pear and Rocket Salad|
|Speciality Chocolate Shop|
We stayed at a beautiful venue called Chateau Elan, with stunning views over the golf course. Our attempt to relax at the swimming pool met with failure as just sitting in the shade outside was sweltering. Also, I find noisy kids super annoying when, on the rare occasion, I have dumped my own for the night. I now understand why there is such a thing as a "no U12's venue"...
The best cool and quiet place to chill out was the spa - they had both a hot and cold plunge plunge pool. I tried both. Thank goodness a thunderstorm brought a break to the heat in the evening.
Dinner was completely over indulgent. We ate at Muse, an award winning restaurant. The food was exquisite in both presentation and taste and it was a real treat not having to have a buzzer vibrate and alert me when the meal was ready. After fish and chips for our wedding anniversary evening out 3 weeks ago, it was wonderful to have the real deal and we did not hold back on the food. (Although I did limit myself to one glass of wine). With an appetiser (salmon cake), tuna starter, seared salmon main for me (and duck for The Cyclist) and dessert - dark chocolate indulgence (me) and creme brûlée (the Cyclist) we literally wobbled out of there.
So, of course, what can a girl do but run? There was no way we could actually run off all of those calories but we could at least make a small dent in the dessert. The Cyclist required some gentle persuasion but eventually agreed to join me for "a short, slow run". These were his very words. He clearly had not planned to run as he ran wearing his swimmers and T-Shirt but one good thing about running is that it doesn't require lots of special equipment (unlike cycling).
The Cyclist is a very annoying running partner:
- He starts off really slowly ,
- He doesn't chat (isn't this what running partners are meant to do?)
- He gets INCREASINGLY FASTER on the uphills - my heart rate got to 170 trying to keep up. Once again I mention Ironmum Karla's article on why it is impossible for women to compete competitively with men. We just don't have the lung capacity and lean muscle - not fair!
- When I stop to take photos he races off and expects me to run extra fast to keep up - I have on record that I was running at 3min30 a km for at least 400m on the downhill trying to catch him.
- So basically, he treats the whole session as a race rather than I nice way to exercise together. Competitive or what!
|Running in the Hunter Valley|
But I can't complain - any company is better than none and I was pleased to get some exercise that wasn't originally planned. The scenery was lovely, the weather had cooled down substantially and the kangaroos were out en mass cooperating for photo opportunities. And yes, The Cyclist can also run!
What is the hottest day you have experienced?
Have you ever run close to a kangaroo or any other wild animal?
Is your partner super competitive? Would you run with him/ her?