May 2014

[Charliecat5]

I knew when I got up this morning that it wasn't going to happen. I had planned a 10+ miler today so had set the alarm for 8am. But upon waking to an alarm muffled by the hammering rain and discovering a twinge of a hangover from last nights wine shenanigans, I decided to postpone the run until later this afternoon.

Well the good news is that I went out. The bad news is that 1.5 miles in, and half way up Sweder's hill, I knew it just wasn't going to happen. My head and body simply weren't in the mood - an overly indulgent lunch was rapidly turning into lactic acid and my feet were starting to protest.

So after a rest, I crossed the race course, climbed over the fence at Jill's pond and headed home via Neville Estate.

3 miles bagged - almost enough to cover last nights alcoholic intake, leaving my BMR still well north of where it needs to be (which could of course be the problem!).

Monday morning is pencilled in to try again.

Onwards and upwards...