Managed only a couple of runs last week, despite working from home for most of it. Tuesday and Wednesday I ran, then I had a couple of under-the-weather days, before a weekend of gastronomic hedonism. I’m still trotting out the same old weedy justification: next week I start my marathon training, so why not make the most of it while I can? Loyal readers will know that I’ve been making the same excuse for sloth and gluttony for more than two years now. Does anyone care? I hope not. Because if I don’t, why should anyone else?
I’m looking forward to the training coming up. It’s just the sort of heavy duty goal I need to haul me through the winter. Without it, I know it would be a constant struggle. With something to aim for, running through the bad weather becomes meaningful and rewarding. It’s ready-made motivation at the time we need it most.
I hope to get a couple of runs in before the weekend – starting tomorrow morning. Parties on Thursday and Friday seem likely to derail any healthy activity for a few days after that. And then, next Tuesday, the real excitement begins, with the start of another 18 week journey to the marathon.
Hurrah!!!
