Ouch ....

Running update!

So today I dragged myself to the gym. It is the first time I have seriously thought about chucking this stupid challenge in.

I think that it might .. .and only might... have had something to do with beers last night and a whole gross of food.

Inner fat will sat on his sofa shouting that "why bother... chips are for winners... running just hurts... chips feel nice ... we like nice .. .come take a seat".

Inner less wobbly will said "I concur.. chips are lovely ... with gravy". Inner drinking Will said"sod the hangover .. beer is 50 cents have another beer"

My inner me's have never been so united for a cause ... and who am I to deny them ... well i am new postive me:-)

So I slowly walked to the gym ... all the way to the running machine I was praying for a sinkhole to open to swallow the machine therefore the failure wouldnt be my fault ... if there was a God he should reveal himself now ...

But of course he decided not to.. .so onto the conveyor of misery I trundled ... my task to run / walk 2 miles.

So off I trot.. 1 minute.. .life sucks ... 2 minutes ..if I stop now I can lie .. .I have got an injury ... 2 10 minutes ... really only 10 seconds ... I wish life could be this slow a lot of the time .. 2 15.. Seriously  someone is messing with the time machine ... and then the music kicks in .. Stay Frosty provides a thumping baseline track and the minutes slip by.

My plan had been to do 5 minutes then walk .. soon I was flying past that point ... ohh 5 10 ... how did I get that far. So like the idiot boy I am I carried on .. .past 6, then 7, then 8, over 9 ... the mile marker was in sight ... so that became my goal...10 23 for my  mile and I almost collapsed!

Now dont get the idea this was a smooth machine pounding the treadmill ... elegant like a swan. No it is more like a sweaty hippo plooding drunkenly, spurred on to find a cool spot to bathe because like a fool he had eaten a chilli plant!

Somehow that hippo plodded on, now taking regular walking breaks, but crossed the 2 mile mark in just under 23 minutes.

I sit here 3 hours later a broken man ... the only thing holding me together is hope and sweat ... my body hasnt begun the process of forgetting the pain yet so I thought I would capture it.

Inner fat will has gone back to eating his chips ...