When you are lying on the couch, it’s about 8.00 in the evening and you are thinking, what should I do now?
I can go to the fridge and search out some food; I can put the bins and the recycling out; I can ignore all that and carry on watching TV. Or, I can get up and go to the gym. Having not been since Saturday, and missing more than two days is habit forming, i decide the Gym. Getting out of exercise is too easy!
So I got up (ignored all the stuff to put out for the recycling) and went to the gym. Very pleased with myself with the run I did on Saturday. Twenty minutes at 9kph was pretty satisfying…
I was determined to beat that this time, if by only a little. Tonight I ran for *30* minutes non stop, for the first 26 minutes I ran at 9kph, for the next 2 I dropped down to 7.5kph (I keep an eye on my heart rate, when it starts creeping above 180 I cool off a bit), and then for the final 2 minutes I pushed it back up to 9kph.
My aim from the very beginning was to be able to run for 30 minutes straight at 10kph, equating to a 5km (3.1 miles) run. I am getting very very close.
I suspect I am gong to ache tomorrow, but tonight I burned about 600 calories. 600 by coincidence is the amount of calories in a portion of fish and chips from the chippy. Which I did not buy, but think I deserve…