Tuesday, my alarm went off at 5.45am. I got up. I ran. I was slow, and I was ready for school about fourty minutes earlier than I needed to be and spent the whole day wishing I’d spent more time in bed. But oh well, I did it! 2.16K, 16 minutes.
BEEP BEEP BEEP. Yes, that was 5.30am on Thursday, ready for my 6.30am swim. I did fifty lengths in fourty minutes, which I don’t think is too bad going.
Friday I was so tired after the concert, and it was my dads birthday so we had presents to give, that I didn’t make it for a run. I needed the rest anyway, everything hurts! I did go that evening though, and I ran 2.08K in 12mins 41 seconds. I’m happier with that than Tuesday’s attempt!
Saturday I headed off to the gym with the intention to run 7.5K, but I did the full ten, and in 63 minutes 30 seconds. I’m feeling pretty proud of that, and although I know treadmills are far easier than the track, it is certainly a step in the right direction!