This morning I finally rolled out of bed at 7... I had the best of intentions to be up by 6 and hit the road early... But my bed was so warm and I had a sleep deficit from my daughter's 18th birthday party last night. So after much grumbling and groaning I read myself the riot act and got moving.
The plan was to run as far as I could in an hour or so and see how my endurance was faring as I have a 10k race in 4 weeks... And have fun trying out my new Nano I got for mothers day.
Well I have to say I blew the plan out of the water... I started at a slow steady pace and an hour later was still going and feeling on top of the world! So I ran for another half an hour and covered an amazing 12k!!!! The best part was I felt like I could definitely go for a great deal longer or alternatively pick the pace up a bit.
When I got home a couple of minutes later my husband looked at me and said "but you don't even look like you've been running"! Bless the man, he is great for my ego.
So a very successful run, a big hit of endorphins and an increase in confidence in my staying power... Does life get any better?
I don't mean to sound smug but I'm having a proud moment...