Ooh, that's better!

After much resting and stretching yesterday, I was almost ready to go for a little run this morning. And I did! It was a tempo run, so I did a 10 minute easy jog, followed by 10 minutes tempo and 11 minutes at the end to cool down. My cool down wasn't that effective though, as the last street was like running up Everest! I had to stop myself jumping around like Rocky at the top.

It was lovely to get out there and enjoy a run, as I thought I might be psychologically scarred for a while after Sunday's effort. I felt even more pleased with myself after I got home and checked my emails, as I had a wonderful message from the people at Virgin saying that I'd been sponsored! Thank you to the lovely Claire, you've made my day!

Speaking of sponsorship, here's a link to my fundraising page:

http://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/FayeDaly

I'm keeping the post short today, because I've got an assignment due in for tomorrow, and unfortunately, they don't type themselves.

Run.From.Hell.

Hello! It's been a while, I've been in Munich this week, which was beautiful but also, due to the snow and the position of our hotel, unfortunately run-free. I was looking longingly at the joggers in the Englische Garten, knowing that the next run of my own would be a toughy.

Which brings me nicely to today's run. Unfortunately, when I returned from my holiday, after looking at my training plan, I should have been a little further ahead than I thought, so I decided to remedy that by doing a 10 miler today. BAD IDEA!

I will list all the things that contributed to my hellish run:

• It was too far (or rather I jumped ahead too far in my mileage)
• It was absolutely tipping it down for the first 3 miles, which resulted in me looking like a drowned rat when it stopped raining (I became paranoid that people thought it was just sweat)
• My back started playing up again
• I went the wrong way and had to double back on myself
• I had no sports drink or anything of the sort
• I got cramp in my toe- twice!
• It hailed, yes hailed, for the last mile
• I'd had a glass or two of wine last night
• I saw a dead frog :-(

I keep telling myself that it will build mental strength for the marathon, and actually, despite all of the above, I did have a few lovely moments, mostly due to the awesome playlist I'd put together which included the amazing Jurassic 5. I reminded myself that I was running for the British Heart Foundation in honour of my wonderful Father-in-law as well, which spurred me on to complete the proposed route that I'd set out, instead of throwing in the towel.

Tuesday's little run will seem easy in comparison!