This week is proving a weird sort of challenge. Mum is staying so for the first time someone we know is witness to us going off (and to the beet roots who return). Still, we are not letting her being here be an excuse to not run, which is progress!
I am still struggling with pace. A couple of weeks ago I reached 5k in 40 mins and there I've stayed. I try and tell myself its good to learn a steady pace, but in reality my lungs will not let me go faster.
I also got a horrible stitch this weekend, which did not help! possibly cos eating / running at slightly different times.
And eating takes me onto point 3. We got into this to be more healthy. We are not on a diet but are trying to have a sustainable healthier lifestyle. So we cut out salt (hubbies high bp) and try to not overindulge, but occasional treats are fine. But as I said, mums here. We tend not to do puddings but on Friday I took mum for afternoon tea. It was great, and allowable for a one off . But now she wants to go today. And she bought a massive chic cake and profiteroles. I've spent the last 3 days trying to sneak LESS cake on my plate than she's getting, and I'm dreading today. Am thinking will have to say I just want a sandwhich but that may make her say "oh I can't have the tea either then!" (She likes to be a martyr. But I really don't want more cake. I feel bloated and idigestiony. (I have a hernia which flares up if food is too rich).
Anyway, this is me now, a runner (slow) who has an upper cake threshold. Who'd have thought it!?