There’s no doubt that between weather, back to work part time and resulting lack of routine that my runs are far from the halcyon days of C25K’s ‘run, rest, run’ .
So as today was a sunny , fairly mild and dry winters afternoon I thought I’d better get going.
Really I should only have been running a 55 minutes, but Having spent a whole 50 minutes running with a scowl on my face I was determined to get 5/10 minutes of ‘nice’ 😣😣
Really I could have finished at 25 minutes , nothing seemed good or right, albeit the day was lovely , my route quiet etc.
I have never, since starting C25K, given up on a run so it was sheer pride ( or ego 🙈) that made me continue . I thought I could maybe at least do 30 mins 🤷🏼♀️
I re routed down the beach road to ‘buck myself up’ with some new sights or distractions which only marginally improved things.
I thought I had ‘niggles’ everywhere 😀 but also knew I was well hydrated and stretched 🤷🏼♀️.
I got to 50 minutes just by getting each 5 minute period done.
Then lo and behold the ‘struggle’ diminished and of course the 55 was a ‘goer’ 💪😂🏃🏻♀️
Having been as ‘miserable as sin’ for 55 minutes there was no way that extra 5 minutes wasn’t getting done 😂😂.
So 60 minutes completed but I was certainly less than euphoric 🤷🏼♀️
I spent 5 minutes walking home thinking about how I was going to write up this post about my most horrid, miserable, nearly ‘threw the towel in’ run.
Got back checked the Garmin and found it’s probably one of my best 🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️😂😂
Photo of stats, lovely late afternoon and scowl almost gone .
If I look like a startled rabbit in this photo , you should see the rest 😂😂🐰🐰🐒