C25K week 3 and other ramblings
Hello.....is it me you're looking for?
Well after the failure of my last blog to attract visitors, I am back.....See I said I would never give up.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Yes.....This is the kind of rubbish Carli has me listening to on the week 3 podcast whilst I am pounding the promenade at 6:30 in the morning. If this is your first visit to my musings, then I suggest you cast an eye over the others to find out more about Carli.
Well I did my first week 3 run. This had me moving into the 3 minute runs. It sounds so small when you say it like that but it feels like an eternity when you have counted to 180 and are sure it is going to end, but manages another 26 counts before Carli lets me walk again.......but I did it. It is still not easy, but on my walk back I imagined what I would be like doing week 1 now, and realised how far I have come already.
Robinsons barley water
Or Squash as us poor kids called it.
I am still playing squash 3 times a week, and won 2 games last night. My friend was even laughing at one shot before I got to it, and when I got there and sent the ball to the other side of the court he was wow'd. In the past I would have never got to that ball. Most of the time I would not have even started the run. Things are defiantly on the up.
Well I am keeping this one short, and will finish off with my usual pictures, as it's getting darker every day.
Whilst walking back I noticed the red sky over Port Talbot........as the locals say in Port Talbot.....Red sky at morning...Global Warming.