Misty, murky day here yesterday but needed to get out. Since early December the longest run I have managed is 6k and slow! Various obstacles have hindered my progress, some nice - visiting neice, Christmas and some not so nice - lurgy, accident and some long hours at work. So I donned my gear, sorted dog and off we went to the forest. I set off reasonably positive but the gremlins or maybe the 7 dwarfs were hiding in the trees whispering to me!
Sleepy: you are very tired, go back to bed
Sneezy: sore throat...maybe you are getting a cold
Grumpy: phew, this is HARD work...moan, moan
Bashful: I hope no one else is in the forest to see your red face
Doc: your legs feel heavy, your knee hurts and your neck aches - better stop for a rest
Greedy: no energy....oh why did you only eat a small banana this morning
But despite the whispering I plod on, determined to run more than 6k. Composing this post helped me forget those pesky gremlins and suddenly Runkeeper said 7k! Out of the trees I now leave those gremlins to moan by themselves....up the hill slowly, slowly and I'm at the gate. 8k - hooray!! Now I hear one more dwarf singing to me 'Happy, happy' 😀
Ps sorry, can't seem to delete inappropriate 'tags'
week3run1 ✅. 3 x 17 mins with 1 min walks. 
How did your parkrun or (not)parkrun go?
