From coma to 10k

…just ran for 25 minutes straight in the glorious sunshine and it was marvellous. We are winners. That is all.

I’ve just been for a run. In the dark. That’s bloody dedication for you. Nothin like a park full of scary yoofs to keep your pace up.

Last night I binged on junk food - FAIL

I slept in - FAIL

I still went for my run this morning - WIN

I ran for 20 minutes non-stop for the first time ever - WIN

Another first - I over took that 80-year-old woman who always runs in the park at the same time as me and puts me to utter shame - WIN

The 80-year-old woman was still running when I left the park - FAIL

I’m sat in the changing rooms in the gym in a state of semi shock.

Today’s split went like this: 5 mins walk, 8 mins run, 5 mins walk, 8 mins run.

It was bloody tough. I’m as pink as a beetroot. But I didn’t give up, I kept on, I did it, and I live to tell the tale.

I’m now terrified about Friday’s non-stop 20 minute run. Terrified. TERRIFIED.

Right, this is going to be the fastest blog post in history because I’m short on time but determined to update this today.

In brief:

I LOVED this morning’s run. First time in five weeks I can honestly say that. The sun was shining, I didn’t feel like I was going to die and I felt positive that I could achieve my end goal. Yay me.

My mystery rash has gone. But now my skin is really dry and tight. Steroid cream is evil. Don’t go there. Don’t know what caused the rash. Could be chlorine. Doctor was useless. She did help with my next problem though…

Heat rash. What a bitch that is! It’s been a constant friend to my legs and arms these last two weeks. Totally gross. The solution: Moisturise twice and day and use exfoliating gloves in the shower (be gentle though). This will toughen up the skin and make it less sensitive to friction and sweatiness. Ick.

Stitches. What the hell is up with those? I get one every time I run now. Sometimes semi crippling, sometimes semi in the background. Why is this and how do I put an end to them? I’m not eating before my run so it’s not that… Maybe I should just ask Google. That fool knows everything.

Crap, I know I had more to update you on, what was it?!

Weight. I bought new scales last week after my old ones told me I weighed 623lbs. I’m not sure I like the new ones much better. They keep telling me I’m not losing weight. But this could be down to my next problem…

I’m still not getting enough sleep. Why is it beyond me to go to bed before midnight? My challenge of the week is to go to bed at 10 o’clock every night. I bet I don’t do it.

What else, what else, what else?

Oh, I found a fab new app for my Android. HIIT Interval Timer. It’s fudging marvellous. Great if you want to vary your splits.

Diet. Going well - I’m in phase two now so I can eat red meat. Gotta love that bloody bloodness. I had one blip but I jumped straight back on the wagon which is, well it’s unheard of, frankly. Usually when I fall off the wagon I like to roll around in the mud for a while. Really bathe in it. Go calorie crazy. Put on a few dress sizes. But this time, something is different. I think it’s this running shiz, it’s made me all determined.

Nephew. I have one now! He’s called Corben and he’s TOTALLY CUUUUUUUTE.

Pinterest. I’m addicted. I’ve got a pin badge opposite - so feel free to click on it and follow me. Fabulous internet invention.

The end.