Oh yes it’s looming ahead that 26.2 miles, laughing at me for giving it yet another go.
The internal conversations are continuos, arguments between the inner me that remembers how tough it is and the inner me who thought it was a good idea to do it again.
I am trying hard to get a positive mind set, not something that comes naturally for me. Especially hard when it comes to my running.
My happy happier happiest scale has been sorted, but deep down really I know I will only be satisfied with ‘happiest’
A race plan has been devised with my lovely Essex running buddy, basically I am going to hang on to her for as long as I can. We’ve not run together for a while, 26.2 miles should be long enough for us to catch up!
This morning I ran 3 miles on the Devon country lanes, in the dark. My first outing with my head torch. Before I headed out I got madam up by wearing the head torch in to her bedroom, I’ll let you imagine just how popular I was! Running in the pitch black, except for a small beam in front of my feet was fine but I found disorientating, at one point I had no idea where I was as no landmark to judge this by. So that is it no running till Sunday. Rest and carbs.
I am slowly packing my bag, meds, plasters, jelly babies, gels, hanky, capris, vest, t shirt, number, baggy non chaffing knickers have all made it to the pile, I must remember my trainers!
Thank goodness I have taken Friday off work.
Positive vibes needed please send this way!
See you on the other side.