You know what I love about challenges? I love when you make them only to see them run off into the distance at the speed of light with no hope of you ever catching up. This has happened to me this week.
On Monday I had every intention of running 10kms a day (5km in the morning and 5km in the afternoon). The challenge started off well and on Monday I actually ran a total of 11kms – I was feeling like an over achiever. I may have even gotten a little arrogant at how EASY my challenge was going to be, then Tuesday morning happened.
Everyone knows I am not a morning person. In my defense its not that I hate the mornings, I love mornings, its just I hate waking up, I hate getting out of bed and I hate the first 20 mins of transition from Zombie to Normal person, but after those 20 mins, hell I LOVE the mornings. However on Tuesday the morning wake up won and I didn’t manage to get out of bed, Wednesday morning won too, oh hell look at that Thursday morning won aswell – and I have therefore given up even trying to run in the morning. I shall just have to go for longer runs in the afternoon (but without a challenge cos I have decided not meeting any of them is really getting me down haha)
Sunday is #RunJozi and I am nervous excited. Nervous cos well I’m just a nervous person sometimes and excited cos F**K yeah I cant wait to run!!! My friends have however all ditched me, but its ok cos my trusty pal Bridget is still doing it. Yay for Bridget.
I plan to get my running on again after work today I’m hoping on about 6kms-ish. Chilled vibes, but cos of my lack of running and the excuses I am making (about not being able to get up) I found this pic which well, makes sense.