Variation is the key...I think?

I had set my alarm for 6.40 this morning, aware that I HAD to get out there and run as it was now a week since I ran last. Not good. I had planned to go yesterday after work when I took Daisy to piano lessons but I was sooo tired, my lazy devil on my left shoulder got the better of me! Guilt then set in and I promised myself I would get up and run before work.I got out all my running gear and put it on the landing before I went to bed so not to wake anyone.

So this morning the alarm went off with Franki by my side ( yes he had got me up at 5am crying because he couldn't sniff! ie he has a cold coming!) and I groaned and thought oh no I can't do it. Isn't it funny how some days you can be so determined and then other days it's so easy just to say no. So I didn't get up and felt bad for the rest of the day. What has been going on my mind is...I can't give up so easily after 3 weeks  and where has my motivation gone? I've been thinking about it a lot and I'm wondering whether running around a field which is where I ran last wedneday has put me off? I've got to admit that it is a bit monotonous and the view is dull. I have run mostly along the seafront and there have been varying degrees of weather so it makes it interesting viewing as well as the multitude of runners and dog walkers.

I got home from work at 5.15pm and Paul was doing DIY and the kids were quietly watching a film in the bedroom so I got changed and crept out telling myself I have to do this. I wondered whether to go back to the seafront or take a different route and run from home along the thanet way. I favoured the view rather than along a busy road and the risk of someone seeing me red faced and panting! So I continued with my 2 mins walk/2 mins run programme for 22 mins which I found incredibly hard today. Serves me right for leaving it a week from my last run!

 I was glad I chose the seafront as it was beautiful running along there and 'The Street' was so far out that someone who had walked out looked tiny standing in the shallow waters at the end. Here is an image of 'The Street'. For those of you who know Whitstable you will know what I mean.



Ok I have done what I had planned to do today even if it took some mental torture. A minor blip shall we say. Until next time ...xx