There hasn’t been too much to report for the last two weeks, I’m afraid real life has just got in the way of my dreams of Olympic stardom. In reality, I have been training at work for two weeks, with another still to come, and it’s amazing what a difference this change of pace makes. Firstly, I’ve been getting home from work a little later than normal. With time such a precious commodity in our house, this has a significant impact on my opportunities for running. Secondly, work-style training is really quite tiring!
The first week, I didn’t run until the weekend, but last week I fared a little better. I even managed to head out before we disappeared on our weekend away in Manchester. That was some dedication, I feel. Or maybe it would have been proper dedication if I’d gone running while being away as well? Who knows.
The moral of this fortnight is simply that I need to try harder again. I am not down on myself as I know it has just been a crazy couple of weeks and there is only so much I can do. However, I do want to do more, and the motivation to keep trying is there.
The last run I did this past week was a relatively good one. I think my previous top distance for the half hour mark was 3.60km, so I’m getting back towards that now. If I can keep this up, I can push onwards again, instead of feeling like I’m just scrabbling around trying not to lose too much. Always wanting more!