You know, this forum is really quite a beautiful thang. One can dip in and out of various blogs from contributors and see how they're getting on, read about injuries and treatments, even about peoples moods - they're ups and downs. Each time I read one I always try and post a comment, because sometimes one can give the benefit of your experience or just offer a "bloody well done!" to folks. Without this forum I definitely wouldn't have been able to complete C25K. It was the encouragement and the "Dunkirk spirit" from everyone that got me through and oddly, today is no different.
I had no plans to run today. Having consumed a lake of red wine last night over dinner with some chums, I certainly didn't feel up to hauling my pert bottom outside. That was until i started to read peoples blogs on 'ere.......
Before I knew it, I was clad from head to toe in running gear! An electric orange lycra top, shorts with orange go faster stripes and white Asics. No phone today to measure distance and time, no watch to measure time at a glance - just me, my clobber and the great outdoors. I'd got inspired by peoples reports about their weekend outings and I thought "Why the hell not go out yerself Danny Boy?" So I did.
Didn't go out for too long. 5K went by without too much huffing and puffing and I have absolutely no idea how long it took. I didn't care though cos I just wanted to go out and sweat, and get the blood pumping, and tell myself that "today, I was doing something worthwhile". I came home feeling top knotch and even told the cats that they ought to get their arses in gear and get some air outside in the garden. Oscar turned over sleepily in his cardboard box and said "Whatevs" and Tallula looked at me as though to say "God...you are sooooooo holier than thou sometimes". I ignored them and went off to jump in the shower!
So have a great Sunday evening folks. I'm listening to the footie on't radio and looking forward to Mrs Dan's Homemade turkey burgers and spicy potato wedges later on. Hangover food don't you know.