I am a runner......honest!

As I was sat in my hot tub yesterday, I was wondering how my 4 o'clock running habit had turned into a 4 o'clock G&T in the hot tub habit. This totally goes against my quest to become a smug responsible adult, though to be fair, I was feeling v smug. I was also wondering, if it would be funny or not to flash my tits at whoever bought the newly built monstrosity of a house a couple doors down, whose raised patio looks directly into my garden!

I love running when I'm running but not until that point, dragging my arse into running gear and getting out there at times....ok a lot of times, is just not appealing! For example, in January I ran loads but that was because I was in a challenge group and if I ran the distance I said I would, I would get bonus points yay. My running habit came back very quickly and it became routine to put my gear on and run but then I stopped; the challenge had ended and I had no need to run. I say I had no need to run, though I guess signing up for a 50km in June is probably a very good reason to be out there running!

What was I thinking, 50km am I setting myself up for a piss take or what! Yes I do have a lot of running experience, I have doing shed loads of 10 kms and half marathons, some I have even turned up still drunk from the previous night! On one occasion I dragged my best mate to Edinburgh to run the Rock n Roll half marathon, on the way up we were full of good intentions to only have a few drinks but seriously as soon as we got there and dumped our bags, we made our way to the pub! The next morning was horrendous and though we survived the race and was happy with our time, our fabulous wigs we had bought drunk the day before from good old Primark lasted all of ten minutes!

Well I have a half marathon this Sunday and no doubt it will be a good kick up the ass to get out training, as I doubt I can just cuff a 50km run, I'm not even sure I could complete one!