On getting a bit emotional and encouraging steps

 

Thanks for all your support

I have taken up a new exercise of late which consists of repeatedly banging my head against a wall.
I find this is actually less painful than having to listen to Orange tell me yet again that my broadband won't working until some point in the third millenium.
As a result blog posts are even more erratic than normal but I can report some great news as I weighed in this week at 14st 6lbs, which is well on my way through the 14s. Seems like the disruption of the move wasn't so bad after all, must have been all that humping, as it were...

Anyway, also been getting back into my training this week and now looking forward to the Bath Half a week on Sunday.

Even got a little emotional while plodding the other night. I was just thinking about all the people who have been so amazingly supportive over the past months and if even half of those who said they'll be there on the day will be able to make, I think I'll be quite humbled.
I was just running all this through my mind and started to feel a little, almost, weepy, or something. Must be the age and the stresses on my body during the running. But it is overwhelming the amount of support that has carried me this far - if only they could be there to literally carry me on the day, arf.

Last night's run was very encouraging as it was pretty hard work to start with, very ploddy as it was the third run in three days, as per the schedule (building up to half marathon).
I was due to do 90 mins, so I headed out on a route which used to take me about that long, and in fact at the start of my training I did it in one hour and 36 mins. It's the well worn route down the Portway and up Bridge Valley Road. But I was very pleased to get to the finish to see that I had done it in 1 hr and 12 mins, almost half an hour off! I hoped I would be quicker but had no idea I was running that much faster. It makes sense of course because I'm carrying about four stone less than I was when I ran it before.
What was most encouraging is that I managed to do it at a decent pace, it's about 10k, but I wasn't trying too hard. It was a case of head down and get it done on a cold February night on my tod, so who knows what I will be able to achieve with the adrenalin pumping and tens of thousands of others people around me.
I'm really looking forward to it now.