Well that wasn't very good - I gave up with the running 3 quarters of the way thru. Instead of 8 interval sets, I managed 5 and walked the rest. Stopped at 2.5k. However, not too downbeat as I've done nothing for the best part of a month due to my back injury. At least I know what I need to do now. Twice as much as I've just done!! lol and that's just to get to week one level - eek - what a thought. but I can do it - I am capable of it. Some weights in the work gym to strengthen my legs on the non cardio days is what's in order I think! Still bring it on!!! X
I started the journey through the rest of my life, or "The Race for MY Life" when I was heading towards my 41st birthday. I walked the 5k race for life, and set about being able to walk/jog it in 2013. That hasn't happened, although I am still around 4 stone down, I've hit a few speedbumps, as my latest blog in depression illustrates. But I'm a determined wee bugger and in 22 weeks I'll be a Clyde-sider at Glasgow 2014. I'm intending to lose at least half of that 4 stone again, by then!
Saturday, June 30
Thursday, June 28
Back tomorrow!
Had an enforced lay off for past 3 weeks as had back injury. All better now so back in the race. Now that the first goal has been achieved I have 2 new ones. Firstly, by about October - RUN a 5k and secondly by the end of may 2013 - run 5 MILES in a decent enough time to not let my team mates down in the hairy Haggis relay at the Edinburgh Marathon. Treadmill delivered tomorrow or Saturday and interval training starts. Bring it on!!!!
Sunday, June 3
The BIG day
Finally started then had to control the urge to start racing people, and just keep to my own pace. All was going well, kept my head down and concentrated on no one or nothing around me, just kept going and kept time by my music. Then I made the mistake of lifting my head and paying attention to what was going on, I had thought due to where we were on the course we were nearing the end. Sadly when I looked up I saw the 3k flag. I thought we were further in. Knuckled down again and finally turned into the park again. So then I thought, right, that must mean we're near the end and lifted my head again. Similar mistake as I saw the 4k flag! Damn, still another K to go! Back on with the music and down with the head again, then finally the finishing line appeared. Round the corner and a wee hill and that was me, I had done it! Was a very emotional moment indeed, I surprised myself. Delighted to collect my wee medal. It's not exactly an Olympic gold, but it means a lot to me. Sore feet aside, I'm ecstatic. And thank you Emily for freezing yer icicles off to stay with me xx
So....... is this the end of the blog? Or is it just the beginning of the next chapter now??