Success!

So I had to bail on yesterdays run. Saturday night saw my housemate and I get a little bit Eurovision crazy. We went out. We drank A LOT. Fabulous night but I wasn't not feeling quite so fabulous the next day. Sunday involved mainly sleep, carbs (our bathroom floor leaking through into our kitchen but that's a whole other story), and films. 

Today I definitely made up for it. I had an excellent run in the park for 40mins. I stopped twice but this was mainly for my achey legs from all those shapes I was throwing on Saturday. Can you say Dad dancing? Generally feeling a whole lot more positive about these 13 miles I am going to be doing. I mean I am no ________________ (Insert famous runner) but I am starting to think it is maybe achievable. 

Note to self: Don't go for a run in the park on a Monday evening as this appears to be some form of cross country training. I have never felt quite so inadequate. 

Next run is planned for Wednesday morning. Tomorrow night is Mexican night with the course girls. Can't friggin' wait. I vow not to drink. A morning run whilst hungover does not appeal to me. Vomtastic.

Gracias por su atención. 

Adiós.