I told you I have started going to the gym again. After stopping completely when it all turned a little obsessive I have now decided to go 3 times a week. That feels ok.
Felt a bit crap this morning but decided to go anyway. Thats the first rule of training, dont make up excuses. So i dragged my tired ass over for a light lunch time session.
A bit tired and unhappy (with a massive bosom) I started out on the tread mill.
And managed to do 5k in less than 30 min. It was a long time ago I could do that. I was always quite crap at going fast but this had both sprints and ending up at 11 km/h in there. Proud! I deserve a cheese and meat fiesta tonight.
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