I struggled up out my pit again, these darker mornings are a nuisance already. So, I've set my mobile phone alarm to go at 6.50am for the next few days to get me back into the groove. I really need to be at the gym by 7.10am to give enough time afterwards.
So, when I got to the gym my treadmill was in use. I had to use one in the middle, which meant seeing my face and the gym in the mirror, quite distracting. But I persevered. I was out of breath by 1.5kms and was gonna quit at 2kms, but then I got into my music and before I realised i had run (and walked) 3.5kms. At this point I thought I'd see if I could get to 4kms, and by the time I left I'd actually managed to run/powerwalk 4.5kms in 30 minutes.
I'm not sure if I can do this every time, but I hope to do it again this week, with a shorter run as well. I was on a steeper incline and that's sposed to make a difference. I'm well aware that it's weigh day in 4 mornings, I got to work to see a table laden with treats, which i declined all morning, but when it got to 3pm I succumbed to an overly sweet apple pie. Nice but not the best, and there went my pride in my self control. Darn!
Lunch was a ham & cheese sarnie with a pack of doritos, and a nice stroll to a local park, then this evening I've eaten too much and finished it off with a bottle of Magners. The rest of this week will probably be alcohol fuelled except tomorrow. Wednesday out for a couple straight after work, thursday friends round, friday a 30th birthday party in Brighton, and Saturday a pub lunch with a buddy. Action packed and food filled week for me then.
Have a good one all
Zappy5971

I can sympathize about the mirror. I once waved to someone I vaguely recognized in Marks and Sparks and then it occurred to me it was a mirror. The worse thing was that I laughed out loud and people stared. Damn, I should be used to it by now.