My mojo is definitely back in business, as following my pb for 10k on New Years Eve, I managed to drag myself out of bed on New Year's Day and go to a Parkrun - the first apparently since March 2017. Parkrun is not my favourite thing as I much prefer running alone, but part of my New Year's Resolution was to do at least one park run this year. I think the gremlins must have been more hungover than me after a night of carousing to see in the New Year, as they were nowhere to be seen, and I got to the park without any faffing, and with every thing I needed.
The intro part of park run I hate the most as, being hearing impaired and having difficulties with balance (inner ear damage a few years ago) I can't hear what's going on, can't join in the chatter, and feel quite wobbly with everyone crushing around. But I managed to hold my nerve and was soon lined up ready to go.
And it was a good run. In fact, mapmyrun told me that I'd run 5km in 26minutes which is a personal best - but the official time was slightly longer, but then so is the official distance which MMR says is 5.3km, but still a PB.
The following day my mojo got me up nice and early and I was in the gym for a core and upper body workout, with some leg strengthening thrown in for good measure. And then Friday I was up and running again. I'd planned my route so that I would complete 10km just before a really steep hill which takes me home, which I was either going to walk up or call on the heroic Mr Razouski to come and give me a lift home, but my mojo was having none of it, and actually decided to make me run another half a kilometre to the halfway point on the hill, which I managed to finish in 1hour and 2 minutes.
Yesterday was another trip to the gym, more core and even some exercises to illuminate my bingo wings.
So now my mojo is definitely back on track I have now gone down with the lurgy. Spent the night coughing and wheezing and searching for my asthma inhaler and got very little sleep. And when Mr R brought me a cuppa and asked what time I'd be running I could only reply in a very hoarse whisper and went back to bed. I've no idea where my voice has gone, but I'm hoping I'll feel well enough to run tomorrow.