Today I really struggled to get the motivation to actually go for my run. As one does these days, I reached out to Twitter and the motivation was sent my way, in spades. My lovely Tweets cheering me on, giving me enough inspiration and motivation to get up and go.
I made it again – the whole 8 x 60 second runs. Woo hoo! I started out well. The first 2 runs were good, but by the third run I remembered that I forgot to go to the bathroom before I left home. This made the 3rd, 4th & 5th run a bit stressful. By the 6th run I’d lost count and still thought I was on the 5th run, so spent the next run wondering what run I was up to. The great news is I had actually run more than I thought so what I thought was going to be my second last run was actually my last. That was a bonus.
Doggy came with me, but was still limping a little from the last run. Clearly he is a little bit soft and needs to harden up. He is lying under my desk exhausted. I think the C25K is going to be harder on him than me!!
I’m not loving running yet – not even liking it – maybe next week I will feel differently. I am however, loving the afterglow of exercise. Such a nice feeling as those endorphins wind their way through my body. Even if I never really enjoy the run, I had forgotten how nice it feels afterwards. It has been far too long.
Next run Sunday.