Project Runstreak

Miles run: 18

Runstreak: 9 days

Days until the Big Day: 83

Things are heating up in the wedding planning arena, and there have been tantrums a plenty. Wedding invitations - my choices are boring; Wedding cakes - I'm too old for a lego cake; and Wedding day Park Run - it's happening people, I have a getaway car organised and everything. Mother, I'm sure I will be back in plenty of time to get my hair done!

In order to "cope" Whatsapp has been deleted and reinstalled multiple times, I have consumed an ungodly amount of cake and wine, and Mr Runner has had to hide my car keys so I can't run away to Wales. 

As a result, my current wedding planning stress management strategy is to try and do a runstreak to the big day, by running at least one mile a day. So far so good, and I think it might be helping. 

I hope it helps, because otherwise my back up plan is to run away to Wales, and hide in a remote mountain somewhere, where nobody can find me! 

Beta Test

Miles run: less than I would have liked

Glasses of wine consumed: more than I should have 

Life crushing, soul destroying, strength and conditioning workouts completed: 3

In 90 days, I will be getting married, whether I am ready or not. At the moment, I am most definitely not ready, and at the rate I am going at, I can't believe that I will ever be. 

So in a bid to distract from this problem I signed up to be a beta tester for the Nike Training Club App, to trial a new 6 week training program. My rationale for this was that I am fit, so it will be easy. Plus all the running has given me very toned legs, but the rest of me is pretty scrawny, so maybe it will help even things out a bit in time for my big day. How bad can 6 weeks of strength training be?

It is NOT easy. Every muscle in my body aches. I struggle to get out of my car in the morning because my legs are so sore, and raising a mug of coffee to my mouth is AGONY! My poor scrawny little arms! 

What's more upsetting is Mr Runner initially agreed to do this training program with me. He did grumpily get up with me, dutifully, at 6.30am on day 1. Disappointingly, he decided 1 workout was enough for him. He has popped his head round the door a few times, and looked at me with a bemused expression his face, but that's as much as he's managed since that first day. 

Despite the aches and the pains, the sense of achievement after each completed workout makes me keep going back for more. I am not a quitter. I will finish these 6 weeks! 

 

It's not all been tough workouts though. I've also been drinking lots of tea and watching the IAAF Athletics World Championships. Maybe that will be me one day!?!? 🤣 

Hello, it's me!

Hello, it's been a while!

A lot has happened and changed in the last twelve months, and I think I ended up running slightly obsessively to cope! Which, ultimately ended up in me becoming completely burnt out. Twice. 

Once you can forgive, but twice, surely that's just stupid! 

I run to manage my stress levels, the more stress, the more I run. Until I break, and I can run no more. Then I become a tired, miserable, lump. Moping on the sofa. Fed up, because not only do I lack the energy to run, I also lack the energy to do anything other than go to work, eat and sleep. Totally convinced it's all everyone else's fault, and absolutely nothing to do with my inability S-L-O-W down. 

I'm sorry Mr Runner. I promise I'll try super hard not to do it again...

So I had to hang my trainers up for a little bit. Accept defeat, and allow my body the chance to recover. 

Before getting my trainers back out again, and trying not to be so silly next time! Fingers crossed....