In my own little world everything is simple, fluffy, rainbows and butterflies. Dappled sunlight and warm breezes. In my real world it is how big is my black dog today? What are the children, hubster, the actual dog and everyone else whining about now...and how long is the mental list of lists today shaping up...
Well 20 minutes running is certainly daunting. I still have the power to make/persuade my young son to run with me and we did well. We nailed it! He put me off my stride right at the first few steps by telling me my jogging bottoms were stuck up my bum! Yet, we kept going and his advice that smiling made it easier really helped with the last 5 minutes. I'm so chuffed that we both made it. I do have reservations that I have plenty of fat reserves to burn and he has absolutely none; there is more meat on a butcher's biro, but really pleased I've got his company.
I want to change from my mid morning runs to 6am to run with him before school but worried as to how cold and icy it will be. Any tips?
Week 6 on its way!