The current lack of sexual activity in my life is having a knock-on effect.
Apart from the obvious (frigging three times a day, perpetually horny), I am also feeling the results of this tragic gap in another past-time I thoroughly enjoy: running.
It seems there is a correlation between shagging and energy levels: the more sex I have, the more energetic I feel. Endurance and stamina are just two of the happy side effects to getting laid. As well as all the other good reasons to shag of course.
I'm not getting laid = I have no stamina anymore.
Terrible, I know.
You see, I'm currently in training for a 10 km (6.2 miles) race that's coming up in a couple of months. All very well and good, but I can't get past the 47 minute (4 mile) barrier. My body just conks out. I run till I can run no longer. It's not good enough. I feel like a failure.
Apart from wanting to be able to complete the race (and in good time), raise money for charity, and feel more energised, I also want to improve my own fitness. I won't be happy until I have lost two inches everywhere on my body (but hopefully not from the bust goddamnit), dropped a few pounds and toned my thighs and calves even more than they currently are. I am a vain fucker, it's true.
But I also want to be able to run for an hour without feeling tired (I am a competitive bastard as well) and my current 47 minute ability seems pathetic to me.
So, I am faced with few options: I begin to eat some more carbs again (No! Bloating is bad!) or I find a way to have some regular sex.
Either one will give me the fuel I need to enable me to long-distance run.
But I know which one I would prefer to indulge in, and it doesn't sound like porridge will be first on my list.