Will it ever get any better I ask myself as this morning was a disaster!!! I woke up with a stinking cold and felt totally shattered but I wasnt going to miss my run, I couldnt give in. Cala arrived at 8.15am and we draggged ourselves out of the door.
By the time we had hit the sea front my chest was so tight I thought I was going to have an ashma attack and I dont even have ashma!! I was probably the most attractive runner this morning, baggy eyes, hair bearly brushed, snorty nose (trying to rub it whilst running) and loads of grunting, coughing and spluttering of flem... I dont think it gets any better really.
Cala was very good and patient with me, so thank you Cala. Unfortunately I only managed just under three miles. Yes I was disappointed but also pleased with myself as I would never have believed two months ago that I would drag myself out of the house unwell (well unwell as far as a cold goes and I dont usually suffer with them) and go for a run let alone run for nearly three miles.
I just hope I am on form for tomorrows Hove Park session! We are trying for three times round the park.
Two weeks today until our 10k!
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