Last night I am at college, and I am telling a fellow student why I need to finish the bag of Éclairs on my desk
I tell her that I am starting the C25K , a nine week programme to get me slim and sexy and that I am running the RFL, therefore I will no longer be eating junk whilst sat pretending to know about Quadratic Equations!
A third fellow student asks me which race I am doing, I reply "Lister Park". She says "oh, the same as me on the 9th of June?"
"Yes", I reply, beaming with pride.
Till someone else says, "but the C25K is 9 weeks and RFL is in 6 weeks".
Fook. Not my best mathematical moment.
So I got home and thought panic not, I will just have to stagger it so I run a night then rest a night; the MP3 lady won't know.
But even that doesn't work.
I would still be a good few runs shy of my W9R3 graduation when I run RFL.
So, it appears I will be walking/jogging the RFL on the dreaded 6th week of my C25K plan and I fear will look like attilla the hun crossing the line.
Oh well, Operation Arseshift is well and truly going to be fun!
Col xx