Sex and Running

Around two months ago I decided that I was going celibate for a while. I'd just slept with a friend and it was awful; not least because we had talked before we had sex how important it was that sex wouldn't change anything, that we would still be friends afterwards. And that is exactly what didn't happen. We haven't spoken to each other face-to-face since it happened; we text each other occasionally but apart from that nothing. I will probably write more about this event at a later time but all I will say for now is that afterwards I made a decision: no more sex. That is, no more "casual" sex (is sex really ever casual? I mean yeah you can sleep with a person that you barely know, that you will never see again etc but you still have to worry about contraception, STI's, etc.) In any case, I am not having sex again until I'm in a relationship. Grrrr, it's quite difficult sometimes though! I'm sure I'm not the only person whose experienced the feeling of just wanting to have a good dose of fantastic, mindblowing sex, of just wanting to get laid?

Honestly, this whole celibacy thing is partly why I've started running. I love the feeling I get after running- being ridiculously happy and out of breath and pleasantly tired. Kind of like how ya feel after good sex. I figure endorphins are endorphins, and I could do with some right now!

Three songs I shouldn't be listening to..there's a common theme to all of them!

It begins....

I decided that today would be my ''fun run'', where I don't follow any program, I just change my clothes, grab my keys and phone, walk to a suitable spot, start the timer on my phone and begin to jog. Today I managed to jog without stopping for 35 minutes! I'm very happy with that, it's the best I've managed so far.

The jog was...

Long.

Slow.

Fleeting thoughts-

long periods without thought---------

long periods of thought with wonderful insight.

BURSTS OF JOY!!

I hate the whiff of perfume I sometimes smell off people while jogging.

The wind is my friend, it cools me down, it pushes me along, it forces air into my lungs. Accompanying me on my jog this evening are my best friends my lungs and my legs. Also here temporarily are the thick layers of fat on my hips and stomach, the fat that hangs off my arms, the fat that makes my arse jiggle, the fat that weighs me down.

I feel so happy! I have gone from being out of breath walking up a stairs to being able to jog for 35 minutes without stopping!! I'm making progress, I can, I will do this! And I feel WONDERFUL!!!

I always feel better when I'm running in my pro-choice t-shirt. I'm a feminist and the pro-choice movement in Ireland is something I'm deeply committed to. The t-shirt is lime green, says 'Choice Ireland: Pro woman, pro-choice' on it and it has the feminist sign in it. I always feel stronger, more confident and capable while wearing it.

I believe that jogging for a minute burns 9 calories, so 9 x 35 = 315 calories. Plus there was around 20 minutes brisk walking in there as well. I'd say, rough guestimation, I burned around 400 calories. Plus the 50 minute walk to and from work. I don't know, I'm happy anyways!