Haven’t been on here for a while.
In all honesty I was deliberately avoiding it.
Why?
I did my 6th consolidation run two weeks ago ... it was really tough, my slowest time ever & I had a massive strop afterwards. Like a real proper teenage tantrum ... I’m 48 (& a half!). I totally felt like I was failing at everything. I used to swim every day, but haven’t for about a month as it’s so cold at the moment (winter here in Malawi), trying to lose half a stone & can’t get my head into the right mind set, normally do yoga every day & am down to a measly once a week ...
BUT ... I went for a run tonight, spurred on & cheered on by my husband & our dog Chokka. I only did 3km’s ... but that’s OK right?
It was also a real mind over matter thing ... can’t say I enjoyed it, but I loved the sense of achievement afterwards.
Fingers crossed I’m back on the proverbial treadmill!!