So I’m now on a weeks holiday in Cyprus and I said to the better half - please pack my running shoes and shirt/shorts etc
1st day on holiday coincides with Run 1 of week 7 so I muster myself down to the hotel gym which is hotter than Satan’s backside as it’s 10 am (enough time has passed since the obligatory big all inclusive breakfast).
So I boot up Sarah M who says it’s time to run for 25 minutes - every fibre in my body is telling my brain that I’m on holiday and “you don’t need to be doing it this week” but I must .
The Toxic 10 doesn’t seem to arrive and the run is relatively easy with no major concerns.
I did it - I’ve actually pulled my carcass of from the sunbed and actually done some exercise on holiday ! I’ve got this - week 7 will be done on holiday - proper proud now!
Anyway - must go - there is a cocktail with my name on down by the pool.