Yesterday I wanted to run, but I couldn't as I'd run the previous day, so evening arrived and a bottle of wine was calling, one glass in and a packet of crisps gave me a holler too (evil crisps)! I managed to be a good girl and not polish off the bottle so some brownie points, but seeing as having listened to the call of calories in the first place, I was already in brownie point negative figures, hmmm :(. So this morning, yesterdays desire to go for a run was somewhat diminished, but determination won and I hauled myself out of the house.
It was ok, I can't say much more about it, first half I wanted to die as usual, second half I realised I was being rather melodramatic and motored on! Finished my run and covered slightly more ground than w4r1 so I must have done good, the highlight of the run was the friendy dog who kept tagging along and wanted his head tickling as I ran, low point getting back home to discover the thermostat in the shower is broken, bad timing!
Strength in my argument of rain makes running easier is growing, today was a little harder than Wednesday and it wasn't raining!