Earlier, I'd gone to the gym; having only had salad for lunch and still feeling a bit tired from Saturday's race/Sunday's hangover, all I managed was fifteen minutes of rowing. I discovered that Clint Mansell's Pi soundtrack is not conducive to rowing.
While it's fast enough to make you row harder, repetitive exercise and heavily syncopated beats don't make for a good mix. Next time I'll try Ministry. And then spend the evening throwing up in a waste-paper bin.
Today I found a new and sillier race to train for: the annual run up Taipei 101. Luckily for my knees, I only found out about it today, the week after it was raced. But I can start training now: 2,046 steps on the Stairmaster every day until next May.
There's a lot at stake here. A 94 year old man did it in 38 minutes, so I need to be able to ascend at least 57 steps per minute, for 36 minutes, to avoid being embarrassed by a nonagenarian. I wonder what shoes I should wear.
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