Juneathon day 22.
It was blooming cold this morning when I drove the boys to school. Raining and windy, it felt very wintry. I was tempted to not go to BMF and have a short run later in the morning instead, when it had warmed up. This would also save my legs too much hard work so they would be fresh for the weekend. So, after driving home quickly past an amazingly empty Shepherds Bush Green, because of the bus strike, I settled down with a nice cup of coffee to catch up on twitter.
I made the mistake of mentioning that I was going to wimp out of BMF and was promptly reminded by Jogblog that I never wimp and that I had even done BMF in a puddle. I thought about blaming the bus strike for my non-attendance so Jogblog suggested I should run there. Then I remembered that the roads were strangely empty now they were free of buses, and started feeling guilty and then very guilty hearing that Jogblog was off to cycle, gym, body pump, cycle, go to London boozing and cycle home. So I quickly swapped my shorts for knee-length tights, rammed in some contact lenses and raided my younger son’s prize coin collection for change for the parking meter before taking myself off to BMF.
BMF was hard today! And not helped by the late night glass of vino with my brother who came to bag a bed overnight. I really should have stayed on the sofa, but consoled myself, while killing my legs during endless reps of primitive squats and laps around the playing field, that at least my juneathon effort would be done for the day and I had 24 hours to recover before Longestday run.
Completely shattered I staggered home and ate two lunches.
KIller BMF class, 1 hour, at least 3 miles running
Juneathon running totals… 88.32 milles
June 24, 2012 at 10:02 am
Good on you – I am impressed! You are doing really well 🙂
June 24, 2012 at 6:02 pm
must be something in the air, our class yesterday was pretty hard too 🙂