I am beginning to notice a bit of a trend with my weigh ins – I have a really good week (like last week), and then I have a less good week, like today. I put 1lb on this week. To be honest, with all the upheaval and the (seemingly temporary) reappearance of that black dog, I haven’t really been too focused on my food. 1lb on isn’t going to “break the bank”, and I’m confident that within a couple of weeks, I’ll be down to my new stone zone (well, it’s not technically brand new, but it’ll be new on this side of summer).
In other news, I disappear off out on my run after work this evening, and “explored” another new route. It isn’t really new, to be honest, as I used to ride the horse around there (she is stabled there still), but I’ve never run it before. I am pleased with myself actually, because it isn’t the flattest route in the world:
See! Look how steep that is! Now, don’t get me wrong, I was hardly Mo Farah in terms of speed. In fact, I may even have been able to walk faster, but importantly, I kept a semblance of running going. That is now Week 5, Run 1 completed and ticked off my list. Now, I think I may have to juggle the diary a little bit this week, as I would have planned to parkrun on Saturday morning, but that isn’t possible this week. Instead, I think I may run on Sunday morning in Cyprus. Who knows.
On a slight tangent, I was sat in one of our director’s offices this afternoon, and I was looking around his office, I spied a quote on one of his whiteboards that really struck a chord with me, and I shall leave you on that thought:
Don’t be surprised at the results you didn’t get for the work you didn’t do