Phew, what a week! Kids with fevers, trips to A&E with huge bumps on head, work at a high pace, husband not around most of the week (work also mad).
Yesterday I realised that I hadn't run since 6th June and I was dreading going for 25 minutes after more than a week off. Once hubby was home at 8pm I dragged myself upstairs to get changed to run. The sun was setting a little, I took it easy, went slow and made it! It really was mind over matter, my legs got into their stride after about 5 or 6 minutes but my ego kept saying "you'll never finish"....
It was quite humid out, and I was sweating more than ever. I decided to buy a sweat band for my wrist so I can mop my brow elegantly.
Today my legs are aching, I haven't experienced that since about week 1 !!!! Ewch
Anyway, onward and upward, week 7 here I come. I just can't believe how far I have come. Like Laura says.... I might just be able to call myself a runner (!).