Rearrangement

My run on Thursday morning didn’t happen *mope*.  Not through anyone’s fault; I had completely forgotten I had a press briefing in North London from 8am so it really wasn’t practical to try to fit a five miler in before leaving the flat (looking presentable…) at 7.15am.  BUT I ran five miles this morning instead *hoorah*.  In the cold.  Feeling like my ears might fall off.

Having so recently announced that its time to get real and get training, I fretted a little about not running yesterday.  I wanted a plan and I wanted to stick to it, but then I realised that having a training plan really doesn’t mean that things cannot be rearranged.  It doesn’t mean that running has to completely take over my life.  It is important to be realistic and practical in terms of what I can manage and what I can’t, and I couldn’t have run five miles yesterday morning before work and had a shower, changed, eaten and reached the briefing by 8am without planning to run at 5am, which would have ruined me for my ten hour working day (yesterday was a manic one).  So I ran today.  It was hard getting up – the thought of the minus 1 degree wind greeting me at the door was not hugely motivating – but having only run twice this week and with a long run planned over the weekend, I had to go.  There are no two ways about it right now; I have to get the miles in.  So I did.  Yes, there was a bit of snoozing when the alarm went off, and yes, this meant that there was a bit of rushing afterwards and I ate porridge at my desk rather than scrambled eggs at home, but I ran five miles and got to work on time.  These were my two aims for the beginning of the day.  The miles had to be done and they were.

We’re heading to Oxford tonight for some fun times with the two people we’re renting an apartment with in Barcelona for the weekend of the marathon.  P is an ex-lightweight international rower who’s done the Boat Race (the same as my husband) and M is a marathon-running veteran who has a whole host of other amazing athletic events under her belt.  Our apartment is going to be an athletic powerhouse of running awesomeness badasses.  Even my fears about the raised temperature have slightly dulled (especially after this morning’s run…..)