thoroughly enjoyed it, much less stressfull than previous years as we didn't have hoards of people staying for the week between Christmas and New year, just 6 to cook for, bliss.
Didn't plan to run on the major festive days so mucked around with
Hal's novice schedule a bit, trouble was, the weather caught up with me. I was due to catch up with the 6 miler scheduled for Christmas Day on the Tuesday following, but the pavements were lethal - I got out there and teetered around for 3 and a bit before giving up before breaking an ankle! Off to Mr SW's lovely gym on Wednesday to make up for it on the tready - ouch, 6 miles, tready v.soft compared to my gym at work so sore front calf muscles ( what are
they called??) Thursday saw me blood doning so exercise forbidden, undaunted I trudged out a 3+ on the dreaded tready on Friday, actually was so bushed after the blood letting that it felt like treading through treacle..a gentle swim/steam etc to follow.
Last weekend I also switched the scheduled days. The 7 miles I did on Monday were dire, I wanted to give up all the way round, but hung on grimly calling back home to swap my new MP3 player headphones, honestly the ear buds supplied must have been deisgned for an elephant! Chick lit. via the replaced headphones just about kept me going - plus the thought of having to confess on here that I had sacked it half-way round.
Am playing cathcup with the schedule, a four miler today will put me back on track, although until my iron stores have replenished I am resigned to waddling on as usual.
Mental note, must give up/cut down the booze now the festivities are over, have drunk far too much! Now were did I put that Guiness?? - medicinal purposes only you understand.
So that was Christmas...
