So after an evening of trying not to eat too much cake while still judging a Bake-Off at Brownies, I got in and went out for a run - leaving the rest of the family to work out something about food! 
I had my excuses ready - I’m tired, Saturday’s run went badly, I’m hungry, I’ve been eating junk... but I was determined to do my best. I decided to head off down the road again, and see where I got to. Walking took me to a nicely distinctive and memorable point so I’d know where to aim for on the return half.
Past the hotels, the playing fields, and eventually the allotments - but it still wasn’t half way so off I went down the road to the left. All the way along there, as far as the bridge over the river, when Laura finally said that was half time!
Somehow the way back felt felt in that moment as though it had to take far longer, but I kept going steadily, reminding myself to keep steady... Back to the main road, past the allotments, the chippy, the playing fields, the traffic lights. In the last five minutes I alternated a minute slightly quicker and a minute steady, then for the last 60 seconds just sped up as much as I wanted.
There was enough ‘spare’ walking at the end that I could probably use the same route for week 8 - and just add another minute or two on for week 9 too. So it’s good to have a new route mapped it in my mind, which doesn’t involve trying to cross the main road and getting caught waiting for the lights.
Feeling much more positive tonight - and something tells me I’m going to sleep well! 
W7 R2 - hard work
Here I am again…😬
W7 R2
W7 r2.
