Last night was Run Dem Crew and when I woke up this morning I was tired. The last thing I wanted to do was go out for a run in the rain, so I didn’t. I knew I had plans to go out with work tonight and if I didn’t run this morning I was going to be out of the game.
We went for dinner and after over two weeks of healthy eating I went on a full on carb-fest. The length of our table was laden with pizza. I was so full I even turned down ice cream but I made up for it on the dairy quota with the volume of cheese I ate. Pretty good going for a girl that avoids dairy!
I knew that after a bellyful of delicious food, fizz and wine I was well and truly out of Janathon. With each mouthful, Janathon just disappeared but I got home and I spotted my trainers glaring at me. I didn’t want to be beaten on day 18 so I considered some kind of half-hearted strength training routine that I could do on my floor. Still my trainers continued to glare.
There was nothing for it. I still wanted to be in this game so I pulled on my kit and ran out of the door before I had a chance to change my mind. I did a 3k run and kept to the main roads for safety reasons. I actually really enjoyed the calm of running tonight and I’m glad I went. A ton of rich food and booze is not the ideal preparation for a run but I got round, I’m still in Janathon and best of all I’ve got a smile on my face.
Well done, a tough belly filled run is never going to be as uncomfortable as the feeling of blowing out Janathon on the homewards straight
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