After 24 hours that featured mostly coughing, spluttering, vomiting and a temperature that peaked at 39.9, I’m afraid all I have to offer is one mile, not even a fast one. I have set myself a minimum distance of three miles for each run and have managed to stick to this for the past few Janathons and Juneathons, so this is a disappointment for me at this stage. Edward was late home and Hector was poorly on the sofa so, after dinner I said: ‘I am running one mile and I am picking up chocolate on the way back’.
So there.
I couldn’t decide if the slimy men in the queue at the shop were looking lasciviously at my wobbly bottom, or having an inward monologue that went something like this:
‘Look at that woman! She is pure athlete! She must have run miles. She has earned that chocolate!’
Pure athlete
(for the record, in my excitement I couldn’t decide which flavour to get, so got both. We are only eating the hazelnut one. For now).
Distance: 1.02 miles
Time: 9 minutes 37 seconds
Average Pace: 9.28
Best Pace: 7.10
Calories: 49
Well – you did one more mile than if you had sat around in the sofa. You totally deserve that chocolate. Hope tomorrow is better.
By: Ana Canhoto on January 26, 2012
at 9:56 pm
I hope Hector feels better soon. It’s horrible when the kids are poorly. Well done for squeezing in a run, and you definitely deserve a treat!
By: Natalie on January 27, 2012
at 6:49 pm
The chocolate was good
The past few days just go to show how much being the parent of a poorly child really challenges your ability to get out and run, it would normally have been put to one side.
Here’s to a healthier week next week!
By: fitartist on January 27, 2012
at 11:13 pm