As hard going as it was though, I did it and in just over 58 minutes so that puts me on course for just over 5 hours to complete the marathon, which is exactly what I'm aiming for. Most definitely a rest day tomorrow!
This is the story of how a slightly rotund woman, the wrong side of thirty, had a bizarre compulsion to run a marathon. A full marathon. A whole 26.2 miles worth of marathon! It mostly consists of her rambling on about her journey from fat to fit (hopefully) and making it to that finish line (hopefully!).
Sunday, 16 June 2013
Just popping out to the shop.
It's Sunday, the day of rest and recovering from Saturday night! Not for me any more, at half past six this morning I was starting what was to become my longest run ever. I was only aiming to do just over 4 miles but when I got to two miles away from home, to the next town along the A2, I kept going for another half mile so I would have more time for walking at the end of the run. Before I knew it I was halfway through Teynham outside costcutters, which is exactly 2.5 miles away from home! Instead of making the most of the extra half mile walk at the end of my run I couldn't help but carry on running, the desire to push myself seems to get stronger every time I go on a long run.
As hard going as it was though, I did it and in just over 58 minutes so that puts me on course for just over 5 hours to complete the marathon, which is exactly what I'm aiming for. Most definitely a rest day tomorrow!
As hard going as it was though, I did it and in just over 58 minutes so that puts me on course for just over 5 hours to complete the marathon, which is exactly what I'm aiming for. Most definitely a rest day tomorrow!
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