Well, yesterday I got it wrong....
Got home from work and wanted to run, my Nanny had the kids all sorted and ready in PJ's so it felt ok (knowing that I also have a couple of non-run days ahead of me due to work reasons).
First my 3 year old starts to kick off - he still thinks that if I go for a run it might be forever.
Then I have to have a "conversation" with my 8 year old as he went to play in the park next to our house, and went AWOL (inside a friends house, next to said playground). Freaking out our poor Nanny.
It was only about 12 degrees out, so I put on tracksuit trousers and long sleeve top. Distract 3 year old and get going. By 5 minutes running I was sooooo hot I wanted to stop. I normally wear lycra leggings (below knee) and the tracksuit trousers were too thick and hot. My legs were sticking to the insides. Bleurgh.
Then I started to warm up on my upper body, I unzipped my top and flapped it a bit. But I couldn't take it off easily as I had my iPod strapped to my arm over the top. Also I am not that adept to run and do anything else at the same time. So I was worried I would trip over and injure myself.
So I kept going and the sleeve of my top served as a FANTASTIC sweatband to mop my brow.
The time dragged. I wondered at what intervals Laura would be telling me my progress. She kept me guessing each time. My sticky legs didn't want to run, my brain also didn't want to comply.
I kept going and I have no idea how I managed to make it to the magic 60 seconds left. But I did and it felt okay, not great, not terrible, but okay enough to keep my technique and finish.
My 3 year old welcomed me home with a HUGE hug and kiss and "good run Mummy?". I took that to mean I was forgiven for abandoning him. The 6 & 8 year olds welcomed me with a grunt each as they were completely absorbed by a Mr Bean DVD. Although I was told later that next time they want to run with me.
Tomorrow I will do it again and I won't make the same mistakes again (on clothing or kids)