First part of our cycle ride. Stopped at Zizzi for alcohol and my watch decided to turn itself off.
…and it’s time for the cobblestones…
First part of our cycle ride. Stopped at Zizzi for alcohol and my watch decided to turn itself off.
…and it’s time for the cobblestones…
Still hard work, but I wanted to get another 5k in before this weekend’s half-marathon. Weight loss since 10 April is 5lbs.
Back to running after almost 6 weeks’ break on a cold and windy evening, so very difficult and slow. Not exactly confidence-inspiring for the half-marathon this weekend…
Second opportunity this week to walk to work and run home. Still finding it hard work though. Maybe next week? Weight loss of 1lb, though, since Monday.
So after an eight week lay-off – other than walking to and from work when I can – it was back into my evening run home. What rapidly became clear was a) how my fitness has declined in that time, and hence b) how running the Paris Marathon in less than four weeks would be foolhardy: I’d have done even less preparation than I had when I ran the Berlin Marathon and that was bad enough. So it’s the MK Half Marathon in May and a couple of 10k races and back into the ballot for London and/or Paris 2018. Oh and I’ve gained 1lb in the same eight weeks…
My first run commute of 2017, despite still getting rid of the manflu from last week. Felt OK, but actually quite pleased with the overall time. Weighed myself afterwards and have dropped only one pound since just before Christmas which was disappointing at first but maybe not too bad given I usually pile on the pounds over Christmas every year.
So starting 2017 as I mean to go on, especially as we are running the Paris Marathon in early April.
Really didn’t feel in the mood for this one, but there we go.
Very windy out there and I was already quite dehydrated. The tricky part was the main drag into town with nall the (other) tourists and finding that the route went onto the sand…
Back running after a few weeks’ illness; trying to shift the manflu still. Slowed down a bit by fire crews, police and ambulances at a fire on Bermondsey Wall.
I’ve lost 3½oz in the last couple of weeks … whoop!