Frustration

My last post finished with the words 'Half marathon training starts tomorrow'. Such wishful thinking. There are a few reasons why I haven't managed much running (or other exercise) this week.

1. A heavy cold.
2. A hacking cough.
3. Constant rain.
4. Gale force winds.
5. A wakeful 2-year-old.

But the cold was the main culprit. To be honest, I'd been expecting it since the marathon - I haven't really had a cold yet this year, and I know that all the training and the 26.2 itself can have a detrimental effect on the immune system. Not to mention sleeping in a tent for a few restless nights. So it wasn't much of a surprise when, after a heavy-legged, slow 3-mile run on Tuesday, I started sneezing, coughing and spluttering into the void of a stinking cold. Gah.

Once that improved, I was left with the hacking cough, which I don't want to aggravate by trying a run too soon. The rain put me off doing much walking anywhere, and I was all be-tighted and ready to cycle this morning, when I realised the winds were strong enough to be dangerous, especially as I planned to take Emma on the back.

Added to that was Emma's fun new sleep routine:
7pm -1.30am deep sleep;
1.30am wake for a drink of milk;
1.30am - 2.15am pretend to have gone back to sleep;
2.15am - 3am climb out of bed and scream and shout while pair of exhausted and unamused parents take turns to carry her back into bed
3am - 6/7am ish temporarily give up the fight and concede to sleep

This delightful behaviour led to a tired and lazy morning today, and we never quite had time for our planned swimming trip.

So the only exercise I've had all week was a crappy 3-miler, and a few larks on the Wii Fit this morning. At this rate the Great North Run is going to be for fun only - I really need to get started on some consistent running if I'm going to get a decent PB.

So here I go again - half marathon training starts tomorrow!














July's training so far...