COLD! It's bloody cold! AGAIN! And to top it off... I've got a cold! Although good 'cold management' has meant that it's now disappearing. I put this down to blueberries in my porridge - Suuuperfruuuuit! - 8 hours sleep for the last two nights - for once! - and chocolate! Ah... you thought I was going to say running didn't you! But no... I think chocolate must take precedence. And there's no denying the evidence: I have been runinng far fewer times than I have eaten chocolate, over the last couple of days, and my cold is now on the way out! I have found a new way to live. Actually, that's not new is it? I've always eaten too much chocolate; that's why I run!
That's why I went running today, despite the cold and 'The Cold', as I managed to eat about 4 meals, plus snacks, yesterday; which is impressive even by my standards. Everything aches again of course; but there's something familiar about that which I also quite like these days... it's a comfortable, noble, self-satisfyingly smug ache of goodness! I am good. I am fit (almost). I am... really tired!
Anyway, having had two days off from running after I convinced myself I needed the rest, it was club tonight and we did hill loops. I did 3 and 1/4... the 1/4 was my idea, I was contemplating wimping out from a last one all together but thought I'd feel more noble if I did at least a little bit of one. I did!
As I didn't run Tuesday as planned, I'm going to run tomorrow. I am. No, I am. I am. Okay... I am. This is a very extreme version of talking to yourself isn't it! I think the cold... either one... has gone to my head. Time for bed!
Distance: 4.4 miles
Weather: cold (-1) again!