Bad mood reigned today ... So busy at work, 2 down this week in a 4 man office - a meeting put me out of action this morning and the telephone engineer turfed me out if my workspace this afternoon. Non productive day π‘ Run planned for this evening but it was raining, I was grumpy and all I wanted to do was curl up on the sofa in my jarmies with chocolate..!!
I needed some motivation...
This morning, whilst getting dressed, I'd noticed a slight 'change' in my appearance. Nothing major - still far too wobbly in most places, but definitely something more pleasing at the rear.
... so, this evening, my motivation came from behind ...
I clasped a buttock (my own, of course) in each hand and 'clenched' ... yes ... there was an improvement, I felt more taught, somewhat 'lifted'. Now, it's never going to be like it was in years gone by, but it's a start ... I told myself the more I run, the better it will become...
So I got my buttocks in gear, did my stretches and headed out.
It was raining and windy. My warm up walk took me further than normal, it hurt my heels and tightened my calf muscles but I was soon into a run, hoping it would ease. It was tough, unusually my hamstrings were pulling as well as my lower leg muscles. I pushed on, hoping that the 'toxic 10 minutes' would soon be behind me. Mmmmm, no, I continued to struggle. It was so warm this evening, despite the wind and rain, I almost threw my T-Shirt off π but didn't want to cause distress to passing motorists. Half time bell rang.... I really needed Sadie-runs ' magic robot legs - I even commanded aloud "Go, go gadget legs"..!! Nothing.
W7R1 had been easier than this, but I wasn't going to cave on this one..!!
My sheer determination automatically made me pull my lips back over my teeth (making me look like some demented old nag) as I half trotted, half limped down the road. The rain still came down (but I was thankful because it washed the dribble from my lip-less face) π
At last Sarah told me I had 60 seconds to go and, if I felt like it, I could up my pace. I told Sarah to "F**k off"..!!
When I eventually crawled back home I checked my stats on MapMyRun.... my average pace had been 34 seconds faster per KM than my previous run (which had been my quickest to date). My bad mood day had obviously, and VERY unwittingly, propelled me to break neck speed (well.... almost π).
I definitely won't be doing that again ... back to a controlled snail's pace on Thursday (bad mood or not)...!!! π π
I hope everyone's run has been easier than mine today π€¦πΌββοΈ