Miles I ran this week: 19.3 (tapering!)
Wine I have drunk: 🍷🍷🍷🍷🍷😋
I've been waking up at 6am every morning for the last 3 months to go running, and averaging about 30 miles a week. I've worked so hard, so I'm over the moon to see my hard work pay off, and now i'm enjoying a nice glass of wine to celebrate 😊. Probably followed by a ridiculously early night, as I'm shattered.
The last few months have been stupidly busy, and the only way I've been able to fit my training in is to get up early. However, I've discovered that this also has it's advantages. I can get up, put my kit and trainers on, and be out the door in 9 minutes. Which means that I don't really wake up until I'm half way down the road! Once I'm out, I don't see the point in talking myself out of it, so I've found it much easier to stick to my training plan this time round!
Not that I haven't had my adventures; being chased by teenagers on bikes, cat calling me; falling my length miles away from home, calling Mr Runner in tears, and having to limp my way on to a train to get back; and running circles around Battersea for miles, because I have a crap sense of direction! All stories for another time I think!
Next week, another 10km, this time along the coast in Aberdeen. Will it be another PB? Can I manage two 10km races in two weekends? Who knows. Right now I am celebrating this weekends achievement, so pass me the wine!
