Obviously this run was a mental health necessity, so I was never going to push too hard — in fact I walked for the first couple of minutes. I always try to note down in here what gave me the motivation to get up and go; today I lay in bed for an hour first and googled “how do I get up and run in the morning”. Eventually I read the right words: “No matter how tired you are, a few minutes of walking/running usually snaps you out of it. :)”. That worked, although I’m not sure why!
No stitch. I love no stitch. No matter how nice it is running with my extremely patient boyfriend who slows down to a crawl so I can keep up, I have to admit that running at my own pace, without any talking, and listening to trance, seems to cut down on stitchiness!
I always get cross when I end the run and then discover I was “only” a hundred metres from finishing off a kilometre, or a minute away from a round time. When I ran on the treadmill I would nearly always clock up double digits on the distances because I always wanted to have round numbers, and would keep pushing by constantly aiming for the nearest goal, changing between time, distance and calories. I hate being so close to 7.5km, which in fact is only a couple minutes from 8km! Maybe I need to start checking my distances more frequently in order to get longer runs in. For now though, I need to run more frequently rather than further/faster.
Eeeek! Must dash. Driving lesson in 40min!