A slightly better week this week, although I had to work through a bit of “why am I so rubbish” emotional stuff, as you may notice halfway through. Week 6 Day 1 I must have been a bit smug about the twenty minute thing because today was quite tricky. It’s been quite a few days since my last run, so perhaps I left it too long this time. Even so, I must have broken a mental barrier somewhere because there were plenty of times I wanted to stop but I didn’t give up. Well, only with about 30 seconds to go and that’s because the bin men kept getting in the way.

It’s been another slow “week” on the running front but not due to my inability to complete a workout. This time, it’s been real life getting in the way. In iPod news, I fixed the syncing issue so the music returned, and I think now the runs are getting longer, I welcome the distraction rather than the silence. I also went and broke my earbuds, though. They are hanging on to life by a thread, quite literally.

I had initially planned to split the nine week course into three blog posts of three weeks each (you can catch up with weeks 1-3 here). But this fourth “week” has taken so long to complete that I just have to blog it and get it out the way. Week 4 Day 1 Wooo, now I can run five minutes at a time! Sort of. The shoes still rock (or bounce, I should say), and there were no aches today, except some kind of tiny recurring pain I have in the middle of my left thigh. Only appears after I’ve stopped. Found a new place to jog today, too, very peaceful, although today was a bit windy.

I’m not sporty. Not even slightly. Growing up, I kind of liked netball. Until the other girls started throwing balls at my head. Then I was sort of good at badminton. But the badminton club clashed with the chess club and I preferred the sitting down sort of extra activity. I do like to swim, and was in a swimming club when I was younger, but these days things are different. I have already documented my requirements for that.

I’m sure you remember a couple of posts back, I was commenting on the silliness of the people taking part in the London Marathon. And while I still uphold that view - 26 miles is just insanity! - somehow I have taken up running. I thought that by suggesting a walk, it would be a nice casual stroll with Mr C. Um, no. Somewhere along the line, the devil stole him and replaced him with the personal trainer from hell. Okay, I exaggerate and maybe I do feel a bit better for having actually done some kind of exercise, and maybe I do want to perhaps go out and see if I can do some more another day… still, I’m not happy about it.

So, I’m watching the crazy people running the London Marathon, I do not understand how anyone can manage to run that far… I have trouble running to my car when it’s raining! I think it’s great though, all those people raising money for charities and coming together to do something worthy like that. Even Iain Duncan Smith’s running!