Have been still progressing, on the last week of B210k now BUT had to take a bit of a break this week. I signed up to mark GCSE exam papers a fwe months ago and they’ve arrived so I’m frantically having to work my way through them. Finding it pretty enjoyable really, but not sure if I would be if it wasn’t for the gorgeous weather we’re having! Also have a race today- 3.5 miles- so have slowed it down a bit so my legs are nice and relaxed. Next week once I’m over the initial KABOOM of exam papers and have a bit more time I’ll start back slowly slowly, probably re-start week 5 and get back onto it! Still massively excited that I’m so close to 10k! Can’t actually quite believe it!

That’s it really. Looking forward to my race- in 2.5 hours time. Think I dreamt about it last night… YES I did! I dreamt that the race was going past my house but some people had started early so I joined in, only to end up at the starting line, having already run 3 miles to get there! Haha. A few people I know will be there today- first time I’ve known that in advance- so a bit nervous there… not many people I know have seen me in my running kit :s but it should be good. It’s a fun run and people are encouraged to run, jog or walk so I almost definitely won’t come last (haha!).

That’ll do for now I’ll try to get round to updating after the race too. What a scorcher! Suncream at the ready!

Started off about 5.30pm with my boyfriend asking when I’m running tonight. I told him soon. He nipped out to wash his car and I said I’d probably be out by the time he got back. I went upstairs to get my kit on. Saw my shorts in the corner. These are the shorts I bought about 3 weeks ago now. Quite often I think how nice it’d be to run in shorts but always felt a bit too self conscious to get any. Once I got some off the internet they were too small, but I kept them anyway as my current “aim”… to get into them.

So there they were, sitting in the corner looking all lonely and unworn. So I decided to try them on, which I have a few times, just to see… if I’ve lost weight in the last few weeks or days or hours or whatever. And they went on a little bit further than they had before. So I thought “hey! This is good!” And gave them a bit of a tug and got them round my bum. Well once I’d done that I wanted them all the way up so I breathed in and pulled and pulled until my bum or the shorts decided to give in and whoop! I had them on around my waist! I looked ridiculous on my top half- the worst muffin top I’d ever seen ever ever ever. If I so much as breathed there was a ripple that wobbled from one side to the other. My bottom half didn’t actually look as awful as I’d expected though, and I was quite chuffed. I wasn’t going to RUN in them quite yet but getting them over my arse is a step in the right direction!

So while I was waddling about looking for my actual joggers I remembered I needed to get something out of my car, which is parked on the road at the bottom of our path. Dare I go to my car and back in them? There was no one around (I checked out the window!) and although my legs looked hairier than a baby baboon (I’m assuming they’re pretty hairy but I’m not 100% sure) I crept out in my shorts, feeling pretty damned proud of myself even if I looked like an actual massive muffin on hairy legs.

Got in my car (well I wasn’t going to bend over in them was I?!) and got what I needed… a box of tampons. Not the ones in the lovely discrete box I’ve seen of late, oh no the supermarket didn’t have them when I needed them, but a big blatent bright yellow box which if I saw anyone else carrying I would instantly recognise as tampons. Oh well, there’s no one around is there? So I got out my car and started to waddle back.

And there they were. A couple. No one I knew or have ever seen before. Just a random couple. And the woman had seen me and obviously had the same tampon-recognition skills as I, considering the big grin on her face… and the bloke just didn’t know WHERE to look other than hopefully NOT at my bottom hairy half and NOT at my middle wobbly half, just at the very top please! You know when you want to run, but you don’t, you just feel like you freeze? That was me. In the middle of the path, smiling at this couple who clearly thought I was some demented fat woman trying to look sporty in kit which was clearly too small for her clutching onto her box of tampons like there’s no tomorrow and for some reason was blocking the path. Or that’s what I figured anyway.

Anyway, once I’d managed to defrost and rush up the path to various expletives and many MANY variants on the phrase “what on earth was I THINKING!” I managed to squeeze out of my shorts, which I seriously thought I’d need an ambulance for at one point (am I the only person who has been on the verge of calling for help in a clothes shop when something which seemed to go on really easily must have magically SHRUNK two sizes while I was peering at my reflection in it and SERIOUSLY refuses to come off over my bum, or boobs, or both?!) I changed into my joggers and got OUT of there, just as my boyfriend returned back from washing his car, completely oblivious to the pure humiliation I had just put myself through. And I ran 5.5 miles again! And it was easy! Must have been trying to get away just in case that couple were only going round the block or something and magically popped out of an alleyway as I wobbled past! But it was great, and I feel great now and tea is very VERY late so I’d better go, but I HAD to share that with someone who might be a little understanding (please?) or at least be able to laugh at my ridiculous over-dramatisations of what anyone else would probably just go through without batting an eyelid. Hehe

Well, “taking it easy” in its loosest sense, because

I ran

5.5 miles!

RRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

I’m so *SO* proud. It was last Wednesday or Thursday I think… My watch wasn’t charged much and turned off after 5.23 miles so I’m a little bit gutted I don’t have my exact time but it was around about an hour and 20 minutes. I can’t believe it. I was really NOT in the mood either, but I had a new route and just ran 2.75 miles out, then turned around and came back. Still doing B210k at my own pace so actually did 3 runs of 1.8 miles with 0.05 mile walk in between each run. So SO chuffed to BITS with myself. Running this evening too, had to give it an extra day’s rest because I think my trousers must have been slightly damp and caused a bit of chafing on my bum- OW!! But even that couldn’t dampen (excuse the pun) my spirits! So going to do the same again today, then I’m working 8am-8pm at the kids home tomorrow so will run again Monday or Tuesday depending on how my legs are feeling. Next week I’m on to the final stage as well- “day one” I run two lots of 2.2 miles, “day two” I run two lots of 2.5 miles, “day three” I run two lots of 3 miles and after that I run 6 miles non-stop! ARGH!

Dead chuffed with myself generally today because my Mini passed its MOT when I was convinced it was going to fail. So I treated it to a jetwash and vacuum And our football team is going to Wembley next week! So we’re going! And I’m dead excited about that and can’t WAIT! Even though it costs a bomb it’s going to be amazing! My fella’s dad and brother are coming down so we can all go together, and my dad’s coming too even though he doesn’t support our team it’s all about the experience isn’t it… I think we’re his second team really, his has just been relegated so he needs something with a bit of success hahaha. SO my boyfriend is currently CLEANING! While I sit around doing NOTHING because I refuse to clean when I’ve only got one day off this week! I feel like a bloody princess!

hehehe

Went out on Monday in a pretty good mood, had wanted to listen to music but my headphones weren’t charged so I couldn’t. Did my first 1.7 miles- easy. Walked 0.05 (about 50 seconds but I wanted to keep my distance a memorable number because I could only set laps on my watch to every 2 miles, meaning I had to keep an eye on the time instead of just listening for the beep which comes after each lap). Started my second 1.7 miles up quite a steep hill, so it was difficult, my legs were SO tired by the time I got to the top and then had to run through the village- slowly because my legs were so knackered. I really thought I was going to have to stop by half way. But then I turned away from the main village road onto a quiet residential road which has these beautiful massive houses on one side (one day I will own one of those houses, I swear) and fields and stables on the other side… and it was downhill so I kept my speed slow and let my legs recover and take a break. Then, suddenly, I’d done my second 1.7 miles- 2.45 in total and I was starting to think I could do it. The rest of the route I knew well and have run loads of times, which I always find easier towards the end of a run, I can tell myself that I’ve done this hundreds of times because and I know I can do this bit. So I started up again and, yes, I was slow again but I kept running. Even up another steep hill I ran. And then I got to the top, turned to go back on our road, looked at my watch and there it was- 5.2 miles- the distance I’d been aiming for. It just appeared on my watch. And I was done. I couldn’t quite believe it. AND there was a few minutes walking back to our front door, which I do like because it means I can start to cool down.

One thing that kept me going, and forgive me for sounding geeky here, is maths. HAHA! SERIOUSLY! That last mile, I started off when I had 0.9 miles to go and worked out in my head how many times I’d already run 0.9miles in my run so far. Then I got to 0.8 and did the same, all the way to 0.2 miles when I thought it’d be too big a number and had somehow got back into my running anyway. It was quite a boost really, when you get to 0.6 miles and work out that you’ve already run eight lots of 0.6 miles (I think that was right anyway, or close enough) so far so one more lot is nothing! I suppose I must be quite good at mental arithmetic… or is it arithmatic? I don’t know. I said I was good at sums, not spellings! Ha!

I should be running tonight really, I had planned to and I really wanted to earlier because I got some “news” at work (can’t talk about it though) so had a lot on my mind and really wanted to get pounding the streets so sort my head out really. But I’d worn my running shoes to work today when we went to the farm (I know, how clever was I?!) and of course we ended up traipsing through fields of sodden wet mud, so they’re soaked. They still are now and I took them off at 12.15! So I got home and tried to ring my mum instead but she wasn’t in yet (you forget when you work in a school that the rest of the world doesn’t operate solely around school hours, school holidays and the like!) so I just sat and stared at my running shoes. For like 20 minutes until my boyfriend came home. It wasn’t even bad news, it was good, just a bit… mind blowing? I suppose its a good sign that I actively want to run. I do have an ongoing bad back at the moment too, and despite my boyfriend thinking running won’t make it worse I’m not so sure, so taking an extra day might do that good.
I also might go for a walk once its darker. Although sometimes I find I don’t like walking any more… when we come to a steep hill and we’re walking up all I can think is how fast could I be running up this? And in reality its probably actually NOT much faster, if not even slower! But walking still feels frustrating somehow. Not all the time- don’t start imagining me running everywhere- to my car, into the kitchen and back with a hot drink- just, I suppose its leisurely walking, as opposed to functional? Does that make sense? Probably not, I know. God what a massive tangent I’ve gone off on.

So that’s my news, and I’m very happy. I’ve put on a bit of weight recently, which is odd because I don’t feel like I have. I wonder if its muscle building. Who knows. Maybe I’ve just had one too many crunchies. Mmmm, crunchies.

So I’ll be running again tomorrow, or Friday. If I go tomorrow I think it’ll be just 2 miles to tide me over, then I’ll do another 5.1+walking on Saturday. Otherwise I’ll just carry on with my 5.3 miles. Need to look up what it is I’m doing next week too! I’m on week three of B210k at the moment, so I’ve got week 4, 5 and then I’m on week 6 which is the whole 10k! Ah, apparently its not much more- running 1.8 miles three times… so a total of 5.4 miles plus walking- probably a grand total of 5.5 for me! Then it’s run 2.2 miles twice, which is a drop in mileage but I suppose is important for building stamina, then 2 lots of 2.5 miles, then 2 lots of 3 miles! And after that we put it all together for “week six” which is when we’re complete! Oh my god I’m (theoretically) 3 weeks away from 10k!

Whether I run today or not, one decision has been made- Monday I am running 3 lots of 1.7 miles- a total of 5.1 (although it’ll be more like 5.3 with walks). Yeh so I do need to run today because I still haven’t done the 4.5 comfortably yet. Wow, over 5 miles, go me! That’s so close to 6 miles its ridiculous. My 10k race is on 24th June, and I have a 3.5 mile race in late May to keep me going too. I know I keep saying it, but I’m actually going to do it aren’t I? Even if I have to walk a little bit of it, I will definitely be able to make it round the 10k course *somehow*. And because its a Race For Life, there is probably a 99.9% chance that I won’t come last, there’ll always be someone who’s walking the whole distance. I think I might take donations for that one. I have a policy of only asking for donations for one race a year, seeing as I do so many it wouldn’t be fair doing them all. But the 10k will be a real genuine challenge. Eek.

I’ve been getting so many lovely comments recently, and thank you so much for all of them, I read every single one even if it’s rare for me to respond these days. Last night after a couple of drinks I read a few and got teary haha- it’s so amazing to hear other people’s stories and every single one of you inspires me so much. Whether you’ve been running for a while or only just got your first pair of running shoes, I know what it’s like, I remember taking those first few steps… I remember feeling like I was going to die after running my first minute. Oh my god do I remember! How fab are we! No matter where you are in your running journey just remember to look back and see how far you’ve come. I still amaze myself every day. Some people see a 10k as nothing but to me it’s actually a dream. My ultimate dream at the moment would be to do a half marathon. I don’t know if I’ve got the perserverance to get there, the thought of going out and running for over an hour is what puts me off at the moment, so the thought of going further- and running for the up to 3.5 hours it’d take me to get through 13 miles, I don’t know if I’ve got the mental stamina to do that. But 10k- wow. That’s what proper runners do. My boyfriend’s talking about applying for a place in the London Marathon next year. One of my commenters said how they’d done a marathon, it took them 7 hours but they DID IT. How incredible. What an inspiration. We can all get there, all we need to do is tell our heads we’re doing it and no amount of chocolate or ice cream can persuade us otherwise.

Can’t go for a run yet, I’ve just drank a lot of water all at once so I’d get stitch, but I’m feeling pretty pumped now haha. I will go, and I’ll go before lunch. It’s not quite 9 so I can set out at 10 and then will be back by 11.15. Yep, I’ve made my decision and I NEED to run because I’ve still got those lovely running shorts just waiting for me to be able to squeeze into them! Look out, local area, I’m coming through!

Due to run today too, but woke up with a banging headache- one of those that affects your neck and shoulders and your eyes too, so I’ve had plenty to drink this morning, if it doesn’t go away I’ll take some ibuprofen and hopefully get out early afternoon on training tomorrow, otherwise I’d leave it for today and go tomorrow instead. My boyfriend seems concerned, bless him, he was actually encouraging me to take it easy and maybe only do a 2 mile run, it won’t do any harm, how sweet, but still, he’s not much of a worrier so maybe I should listen to his advice.

I’ve got a busy week coming up, especially Monday- first day back at school and we’ve got the normal day, followed by the Monday afternoon meetings til 4.20pm, then I need to be back at school by 6pm (earlier really, seeing as I’m the leader) to take a bunch of kids to an Olympic Qualifier match at the Ricoh Arena near my home, back at about 10.15 and finally home! So I’m thinking at the moment I might not be going home in between. It takes me about 20 mins to get home, so I’d be back at 4.40, and then need to leave under an hour later! So I suppose I need to be as healthy as I can be in preparation for what will basically be a 8am til 10.30pm day shift at work! All voluntarily of course! Oh the things we do…

I suppose the best thing to do would be skip my run today (or do a short run, whatever I feel up to) then run on Sunday, then Tuesday. Seems to be the best way to fit it in to my routine unless I get up early on Monday… hahaha… I think NOT!

I’ve been asked by the lovely people at Go Outdoors to give them a little mention, which I will happily do seeing as I’m not just into running but also love country walking and will even (occasionally) be persuaded to go camping if beer and food are promised in return. They sent me a very lovely Berghaus fleece which is gorgeously comfy and warm and cosy and doesn’t actually look that much like a fleece in the way that I teased my boyfriend a few weeks before that he should get a fleece because they’re soooo trendy. It’s actually really nice, not obviously walkers’ wear and could be worn around and about. The website itself is fab, and has everything you could need for outdoor activities including running! So yeah, if you fancy a new bit of kit- running, walking, or a lovely cosy fleece jacket like me then check them out.

So, overall I’m pretty pleased with myself. Hopefully I’ll be better by my return to work on Monday! And over the time I’ve spent writing this my headache has started to ease so I’ll try to get out this afternoon, and if not then I’ll have to accept that I’m just not up to it. Which is annoying, but there you go. I’m proud I did my 4.5 miles. 2 more lots of that and then… I can’t remember what’s next. Week 3, which would be three lots of 1.7 miles, so shouldn’t feel much of a step up, but in total I’ll cover over 5 miles! Yipee! Wow, even though I’m taking it slow I’ll still have gone from under 4 miles to over 5 miles in, what, 4 weeks? and 5.1 miles (to be exact) is only 0.9 miles from 6! Bloody hell! If I really pushed myself I could probably do that! But I’m not going to, I’m going to do the sensible thing and stick to the programme and get it sorted in the proper, sensible way. And if I stick to it, which I will, I’ll only be 3 weeks (or probably 4 weeks taking into account the extra days off I’ve allowed myself to recover occasionally) from running 6 miles, 10km! Wow, go me!

It seems to be a sunny day today too, although I think the weatherlady last night predicted storms and showers, so who knows that my run might be like. It’s just gone 11am now, so I might try heading out around 12, so that I’ll be back just after 1 for a late-ish lunch. We’ll see. Just need to be honest with myself about how I’m feeling.

At the moment I’m feeling hungry, I’ve been up since 9 (a big lie in for me!) and haven’t had breakfast yet! So I’ll love you and leave you

So I’ve not run, and I’ve not even got round to starting B210k week 2. But I’m not feeling disheartened, feeling alright actually. Just found out that the 5k I’d entered for the end of this month has now been cancelled, so a bit disappointed there but I’m just starting to think that right now, it’s just not meant to be. The world seems to be urging me to chill out a bit so that’s what I’m going to do. Don’t worry, I’m not stopping running or anything! Just taking the world as it comes, step-by-step, like I’ve always done really.

Was lying in bed with my boyfriend the other day and I looked at my arms (random I know, but fat girls will understand) and went “errr”. My fella said “what?” I said “My wrists are thin” and he said “errrr, your arms are thin!” And they are, they really are! Well, not thin, but definitely defined! I’ve lost weight off my arms, how random! But I’m dead chuffed. I’ve always hated my arms and now they’re slightly better. I’m trying to take a photo but it’s unsurprisingly difficult. And it’s dark.

I know that’s really bad and doesn’t show what I mean at all but its the best I can do- see how below my wrist there’s definition around the bone and muscle? That definitely wasn’t like that before, it was just pure flab. Go me!

So it’s not all bad, I know. Hoping I’ll feel alright tomorrow and will finally get into B210k week 2- running 1.5 miles three times- 4.5 miles in total! If not, meh, I won’t stress myself about it, I’ll just have to find some other free way to spend my time. That’s the great thing about running, you don’t have to pay! Which as you well know is a good thing for me at the moment! Hahaha :p

I still feel great about the fact I can run 4 miles, and that means my next 5k race should be a lot easier. I’m still also buzzing after having thrown away my big jeans, looking at other clothes wondering what will be next and even keeping clothes (like those shorts I ordered) which are slightly too small insdtead of sending them back straight away.

All is not lost. I WILL get to my 10k goal. Just a little slower than expected!

Until now.

I took them up to Blackpool this weekend. They were awful. I was walking around having to hold them up just so I didn’t flash my bum at everyone. I think I even did at one point, to my boyfriend’s brother, when getting out of a taxi. So I thought RIGHT.

Today is my washing day. Towards the end of each school term I get lazy with washing and end up with piles and piles of clothes needing to be washed, so then the first day or so I have a day when I do like 5 loads (seriously, I’m on my third one already). And I picked these up and looked at them. My slim jeans, which so quickly became my fat jeans. And they look AWFUL and are not flattering in any way and I can stick my fist down next to my thigh and there’s enough room. Some people keep their fat clothes. Not me.

I went for a 4 mile run, I got home, I showered, I checked my washing (at this point just putting in load number 2). I threw them out.

I threw away my fat jeans.

I’m NOT fat.

Well, I am, I’m still waay bigger and waaay heavier than the average girl. But these ugly size 20s, they’re gone. I don’t need them any more. I’m not going back there ever again. My legs are aching, I’m slightly sleepy already because of my run, and I just ordered myself 2 new running tops and a pair of sports shorts. SHORTS. I’m celebrating by replacing them by SHORTS. Eek. I’d better go shave my legs!

So that’s my day so far and I’m feeling just FAB. Sorry I’ve not blogged for a while, by the way, I was so tired last week I just didn’t run much, except for one when I went out in light rain and ended up getting pelted by hail so turned back SOAKING wet only to find the hail had passed and it was hardly even spitting any more, but I couldn’t go on, not like that, so I did under a mile. Then I graduated on Thursday with an MA in Social Work that I’ll probably never use (hehehe) and went up to see family in Blackpool.

So very chuffed with myself, thank you very much. Can you tell? Haha.

B210k assumes you can run 1 mile in 10 minutes. I can not. My average mile takes me about 13:30 now, which is perfect for me and means I can do decent distances if I manage to pace myself. Having always used the iphone app to do B210k, I’ve always had to follow the timing it gives you, so for week 1 you’re told to run 10 minutes, walk 1 minute and repeat three more times. If you’re running 10 minute miles then that covers 4 miles, but for me I end up covering about 3. So instead of running for 10 minutes, I’m now using my running watch to track 1 mile before walking for a minute. This means that no matter how long it takes me, I’ll run for a total of 4 miles. Which I did yesterday, in the blistering heat (or so it felt to me, even if my boyfriend kindly reassured me it was not hot at all and I need to stop being such a wimp about running when it’s sunny, I can’t change the times of races so they’re post-sunset, so I need to get used to running in whatever weather I’m presented with – boo).

So this is the B210k programme in time (distances assume I run a mile in 13.5 minutes):

Week 1: run 10 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 4 times.
Total time running- 40 minutes
(approx distance for me 2.96 miles)
Week 2: run 15 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 3 times.
Total time running- 45 minutes
(approx distance for me 3.33 miles)
Week 3: run 17 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 3 times.
Total time running- 49 minutes.
(approx distance for me 3.63 miles)
Week 4: run 18 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 3 times.
Total time running- 52 minutes.
(approx distance for me 3.85 miles)
Week 5 day 1: run 22 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 2 times.
Total time running- 44 minutes.
(approx distance for me 3.26 miles)
Week 5 day 2: run 25 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 2 times.
Total time running- 50 minutes.
(approx distance for me 3.70 miles)
Week 5 day 3: run 30 minutes, walk 1 minute. Repeat 2 times.
Total time running- 60 minutes.
(approx distance for me 4.44 miles)
Week 6: run 60 minutes, no walking.
Total time running- 60 minutes.
(approx distance for me 4.44 miles)

So that would mean that a) I wouldn’t be running 4 miles until the end of week 5 and b) I wouldn’t actually even reach 4.5 miles in total, when the program is meant to build me up to running just over 6 miles!

And this is what I now plan to work my way through, starting yesterday.
Week 1: run 1 mile, walk 1 minute. Repeat 4 times.
Total distance running- 4 miles.
(approx time for me 58 minutes)
Week 2: run 1.5 miles, walk 1 minute. Repeat 3 times.
Total distance running- 4.5 miles.
(approx time for me 61 minutes)
Week 3: run 1.7 miles, walk 1 minute. Repeat 3 times.
Total distance running- 5.1 miles.
(approx time for me 69 minutes)
Week 4: run 1.8 miles, walk 1 minute. Repeat 3 times.
Total distance running- 5.4 miles.
(approx time for me 73 minutes)
Week 5 day 1: run 2.2 miles, walk 1 minute. Repeat 2 times.
Total distance running- 4.4 miles.
(approx time for me 59 minutes)
Week 5 day 2: run 2.5 miles, walk 1 minute. Repeat 2 times.
Total distance running- 5 miles.
(approx time for me 68 minutes)
Week 5 day 3: run 3 miles, walk 1 minute. Repeat 2 times.
Total distance running- 6 miles. ARGH!
(approx time for me 81 minutes).
Week 6: run 6 miles.

So, after week 2 I’m running further than I do in the whole of the timed programme, AND in 6 weeks time I should be able to run 6 miles without walking. THAT is scary. And yesterday I did run 4 miles and I did find it pretty easy actually, despite it being hot, and despite me having struggled to get through three only one week before. Times assume I can keep 13.5 minute miles up for the whole distance which is probably not going to happen hahaha! But its just an approximate plan, and as long as I get through my first 10k race (a race for life) in an hour and a half I’ll be dead chuffed with myself.

So I’m quite excited about that. And on my FOUR MILE run yesterday (did I say I ran FOUR MILES?) I got honked twice (bloody Friday afternoon drivers) but I didn’t really care. I just thought, well, it just shows their ignorance and lack of understandin that the hard work which leads to weight loss and healthy living has to start somewhere, and for me that starting point was higher than most.

I watched the amazing comedian Daniel Kitson in Leicester a few weeks ago and he said something along the lines of there are 3 types of people… the ones who see someone slightly different to themselves and suddenly feel forced to shout that difference loudly out of their car window, like… BEARD! or HAIR! or TITS! TITS! Then there are people who inspire those comments. Finally, there are people who fit into neither of the other groups, who have absolutely no idea that this WAR is happening. Made me laugh out loud thinking about all the dickhead honkers. Get out of your car, dickhead honker, and I challenge you to run for one mile, let alone four. Let’s see if YOU look attractive at the end of it, or whether you’re stinky and smelly and sweaty with shit hair afterwards too. Let’s see if you can find some running gear which is almost always skin-tight which looks really good all the time and doesn’t show off your beer belly, or your crotch, or your panty line, or your back boobs. Let’s see if your arse doesn’t jiggle about as you run, Mr Perfect who obviously never NEEDS to work out. Or is it that, actually, you can’t be arsed? And that you’re just as fat as me, if not fatter, just you go home every night and slob about in front of the TV stuffing your face with takeaways, eternally putting on more and more weight but never feeling the pride that I feel when I get in from my run, stinking and sweating with really REALLY shit hair, but I get to burst out to my amazing boyfriend I RAN 4 MILES! While the biggest achievement you fulfill is sitting through a whole hour of corrie without having to get up to go to the loo. Dickheads.

LOL, I genuinely didn’t think I was bothered until I realised what I rant I’d just gone off on.

Anyway, I’m generally pretty pleased with myself, and hoping I can keep my version of the B210k up for 6 weeks. Got 3 more days working at school, then my graduation on Thursday, then I’m off for the easter holidays for 2 weeks so should get some good time to work myself up to week 3 or 4 AND practice the all important running in the heat, and not holding out until after the sun goes down

cioa, belle