Aha! The cruellest month is with us. Excellent. Just the sort of excuse we need for sloth.
It’s not been the best of weeks. I’ve managed only two runs in the last seven days. Less to do with motivation than hitting a very busy patch at work. A project we’ve been working on all year is now reaching its panicky climax, and I’m having to spend almost every waking hour staring at the gleaming teeth of our deadline.
Time for a renewed assault on the waistline problem. As mentioned last week, I plan to join a local running club, but I want to lose a few pounds before I do. I’m going to try making a note of what I eat, and logging the calories. A good old-fashioned approach to eating: plenty of fruit and veg, low fat, and regular running. Sounds a bit gimmicky I know, but it has to be worth a try.
