Monday, 3 June 2013
I had a slightly naughty weekend. It started off full of good intentions to do my first four miler but, as usual, the lure of the pub was too great. I was restrained for me so there was no smoking, no shouting/singing/laughing hysterically at random strangers and no falling over. Still, I had a good time and there was a lovely catch up with some great friends. Despite the fact I didn't succumb to the dreaded shots I still awoke to that familiar 'dead' feeling that you only get after consuming alcohol the wrong side of thirty :(. Unfortunately, my plans for a spritely four mile run when out of the window so I hung out in bed and moped around feeling sorry for myself instead! Did start to get a bit angry over it but you live and learn and just need to be a bit stronger in the future and stop with the alcohol a bit earlier on in the night so I won't get so dehydrated.
Luckily, today is another day and being on a late shift at work gave me the perfect opportunity to get that four miler in, and it was good! Didn't break any records (other than longest run) but kept a steady pace and managed to cover 4 miles in under 45 minutes. I'm happy with that.