First!!!!!!

Ok so I fixed the post. Now there will be an English content on the left side and a Slovenian content on the right side. I honestly don't know why I'm writing bilingual but there you go. So it's the first post on the blog. So what. And if I'm from Slovenia, why am I'm trying to write in English when it's so obvious that I'm not good at it? Well there is a plan. There is always a plan. I might even reveal it later but first I'll write what I came here to write. This was my fourth day of running. This year. Well, in six months. I couldn't wait for it, which is weird. Most people have trouble getting up and start with it but me? No, I love running, always have. But something did push me to start again. First thing was the challenge proposed by a fellow "neighbor". And after I did some obligatory reading about running (like you can forget that) I stumbled upon another blog about a guy that someday stood up and went for a run and he never looked back. And this made me start my own blog. I said there was a plan.  Anyway, this was my forth day of running. This year. I was so happy when I walked out the door today that even though there were some drops of rain falling from the sky, I felt like the sun was shinning on me, everyone was cheering around me and I can just slide through the air. I had this feeling for a very long time. At least till the forth kilometer (around 30 min) when I started to feel the legs, well mostly the little grains of sand in my running shoes. Why didn't I clear my shoes you ask? Well I knew it would be futile but if you want proof, here is a little picture why.  And yes I was running mostly on a gravel road. So anyway, there was this strange smell in the air I couldn't exactly figure it out what it was until I saw that brownish black strip on the field. Yep, its time to empty that excess shit that piled through the winter. Anyway I think my fast pace on that part of  the track is the result.  Oh right how do I put on a table of my "data". I'll figure it out eventually. So when I was nearing the fishing cottage in Šoštanj I got hit by a wall of smell. Like the one before, you know from that cow manure. And when I circled back I saw why. There was a tractor that wasn't sure if he did the job already so just in case hell do it on the same grass one more time. Or was it the third time. Couldn't tell since the black stuff was at least 10 cm thick. Driver must have Alzheimer's or something. On my return trip I was kinda glad that I finally smelled coal. Yes the route does run along the coal stockpile. No there was lots of moisture with occasional rain so I wasn't really worried about the dust.  So long story short. 13,4 km in 1 hour and 37 minutes. Pretty glad. Oh, did I mention that I ran with a beautiful sunset at the end. Well almost the end, in the last kilometre there was a local April shower. In 2 seconds I was soaking wet. Made it back alive though. And here I am. Struggling to keep the migraine away. Didn't I say there was a plan. Well I'll tell you more another day, I'm going to get me a cooling pack for the head. p.s. Do I need new running shoes?

Jah, končno mi je uspelo poštimat, da lahko pišem v obeh jezikih. Kakorkoli desni stolpec je za slovensko govoreče ljudi. Verjetno tako samo za familijo. Ne verjamem, da bi kdo drug bral tole. Ok moj prvi blog. In? No, poskušam nekaj novega. Blog. Kdo bi si mislil? Kakorkoli, četrti dan teka. To leto. No v zadnjih šestih mesecih.  Komaj sem čakal, da pridem iz službe in začnem tečt. Večina ljudi ima težavo začeti. S tekom. Jaz? Vedno sem imel rad tek. In nekaj me je pognalo, da sem spet začel tečt. Prva stvar, ki me je pognala, je bil majhen pik od "soseda". Druga stvar pa je bil blog od nekoga, ki ga drugače lahko najdete tudi na tekaškem forumu. Wega. Ded je car. Wega, če boš kdaj tole bral (v angleški verziji tega ni), CAR si, kapo dol! In pa hvala.  Kakorkoli, četrti tek letos. Ker sem trenutno pijan, ne bom vse dobesedno v slovenščino dajal. Stvar je, da sem bil tako poln energije, da se mi je zdelo da lahko kar letim. Ta občutek je trajal kar en čas. Vsaj do četrtega kilometra. Takrat sem že začel čutiti noge in pa seveda... kamenčke v mojih Mizunkah. Na vprašanje, zakaj si jih nisem odstranil, glej sliko levo :). No, ko je v moj nos udaril vonj po sveže špricani gnojnici, je moj tempo narastel na nekje 5 min in 30 sekund.  Mimogrede, v prihodnosti planiram dodat na blog še tabelo mojih aktivnosti. Kako, zaenkrat še ne vem. Kakorkoli, pot me je vodila do ribiške koče v Šoštanju, kjer sem se zopet srečal z vonjem po gnojevki. Tokrat je verjetno šlo za koncentrirano varijanto. A ni kakšen zakon v veljavi glede tega špricanja po zelenih površinah?  V glavnem, pretekel sem 13,4 km v eni uri in 37 minutah. Mimogrede, na poti nazaj sem malo pred koncem videl najlepši sončni zahod. Kaj delajo endorfini a? Žal ni trajalo dolgo, saj se je dve minuti pred domom dobesedno utrgal oblak in v zadnjem kilometru sem bil moker kot.... kot.... kaj pa vem, šalca polna vode? No sedaj po dveh urah mirovanja, pa se je začela borba z migreno. Napišem še kdaj kaj, zdaj grem po hladen (leden) obkladek za glavo. Držim pesti, da ne bo treba tablet. p.s. Ali potrebujem nove tekaške copate?