I wasn’t expecting that.

The snow. I got up yesterday, all prepared to do my 15 miles, put the kettle on, look out the window and it’s a blizzard. Now, I genuinely don’t believe I was looking for a way out of doing the run, but running for ages in snow, with it all going in my eyes and whatnot? No thanks.

Meh.

See this is what I hate about training ‘for’ an event. It was a fairly last minute decision to enter the Kilomathon, leaving me having to cram in a few longer runs. I’ve a race on Sunday now, and one the Sunday after, then the Kilomathon is the week after.

Now I’m all in a dither about stuff and I HATE that. I could go tonight or tomorrow night. I’ll see how I feel.

So, after I’d not got straight out on my run yesterday, there wasn’t really an option to go later as we were going out for lunch. After we got home I was doing my own and Darren’s head in about it, so I went out and did 7 miles at about 5pm. It was ok, but got a bit headachey last night and it’s lingering a bit this morning. A bit out of sorts.

Aaaanyway, another super speedy weekend. Had a lovely evening with the laydeez on Friday. J Did a comedy Fall Asleep when I got home though. I must have been in all of ten minutes when I sat down on the sofa and practically nodded off before my bum hit the seat.

Got up Saturday and just went out for 4 miles, then watched Saturday Kitchen whilst Darren went out on his bike. It was a gorgeous day on Saturday. Why did I not do my long run? Whyeeee? Then we went off to get the pictures from Frame Man. I’m pleased with them.

Went to the LGI to visit Carlo who was readmitted on Friday, as he has a haematoma (I think?). That was grim. I felt ill myself when I left. I hate it there.

That’s about it really. I could ramble on a bit more but I don’t think any of us wants that.