I am happy happy happy!
Today’s training session (carried over from yesterday…I wasn’t feeling it at all) was 3 miles HARD.
5k @ 8:42 pace, YAY!!!!
I did it, I ran on the treadmill at a sub 9-minute mile pace without giving up or falling off. This never happens!
I was absolutely dreading every second of it. Hard is not good. Hard is (obviously) not easy. Hard is painful. It does not interest me in the slightest – I like enjoyable runs that probably keep me from improving. But I have a marathon to think about and a half marathon time that I want to beat…so 3 miles hard it was. Actually, 5k because the silly treadmill does not understand miles.
I had a good stretch after the run and noticed a girl stretching next to me with amazing hair. In fact, it had been perfectly blow dried and styled and I’m sure she had a full face of makeup…she looked like she was heading to the club, not the gym. I’m all for making and effort with my appearance….but not when it comes to sweating!
I know I shouldn’t feel like this…but it made me feel so hideous with my hair scraped back, my bare face and dodgy outfit. I was wearing one of DP’s running tops and some teeny weeny shorts over a pair of Topshop leggings because I’m behind on laundry. It was not a good look!! I shouldn’t care and I shouldn’t compare myself to others, but I am occasionally guilty of doing so. Bad Jodie.
Back to the happy place…I had this afternoon off work and I managed to do loads of chores and personal admin, it was such a productive day, yay! Now all I need is for hubs to come home so we can start our weekend. Perfect.