I felt a lot of resistance to doing this run.
In fact, I took a break of three whole days, which means I am one day behind where I should be.
It is no coincidence that those days were the ones after ovulation, which is a notorious black spot for me at the moment. There’s something about moving into the helplessness of the two week wait and the hormone free fall that comes with ovulation that just makes me feel miserable and lazy and crap.
Not only that but I have been feeling so tired and worn out. The worry about my hospital results was quite draining and I’ve been comfort eating too. Blah blah.
I got off my backside today and went out.
And it was, of course, nowhere near as bad I was anticipating. In fact, I enjoyed it and was really glad I’d gone.
The running is up to 3 minutes at a time, but I managed it without too much scary breathing and muscle pain, so I’m doing OK.
I’m planning to go again on alternate days now, like I was doing before.
Only 37 days until my 5k so I really need to stick with it.