Second running day. Thursday morning, 8.30am.

My first running in the rain experience - I suppose it had to come at some point and it at least meant that there weren't quite so many foot commuters along the river run this morning.
Yesterday I found myself thinking positively about the impending run today, feeling like I wanted to do it, funnily enough I didn't feel quite so positive first thing this morning, but I got up and flipped the coin of fate, and sure enough it landed 'heads for run' again.

I can't say that today was particularly that much easier than two days ago, and the fourth and sixth runs in particular were the hardest ones today, I found my legs were really dragging and I could have gladly flopped out on the soggy grass, but I valiantly carried on. And, I suppose  feeling the burn through the fourth and sixth runs means I have moved on a little way from Tuesday's experience of flagging  in the third and fourth.  One of today's biggest hurdles (literally) was dodging all the goose poo - 'much like a metaphor for life' I thought to myself as I was lolloping along in the drizzle.

Rather pleasingly the cool down tracks finished just as I reached my front door and pulled the door keys from my socks (where else does one house them might I ask?) and again, I felt pretty good about myself for having done something positive - and that's a pretty motivating feeling!

Although the podcast recommends that you leave a day between each run, I may well find myself running tomorrow morning to complete my allotted three runs in a week total, due to a hectic upcoming weekend. I have to say, I’m not entirely looking forward to not having a rest day, I definitely felt Tuesday's run in my muscles yesterday, but hey - it's a goose poo moment right?! If I keep alert I can get through it! Watch this space!

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