BALKING AT RULES

Today's run was an hour and a half which was still tough as my legs are almost constantly sore and tired now. I didnt measure my distance but felt that I ran ok. I then had a big day tackling domestic chores which were sadly neglected over the last few weeks. Yep I'm pretty tired tonight.

Sometimes I wonder why I make big public declarations about what I'm going to do and what my goals and plans are. I'm not referring to my decision to run the half marathon which I'm still determined to do no matter how tough the training is. Its about my plan to "take it to the next level". I had all these ideas about doing this, doing that. Not doing this and not doing that all with the intention of nailing a really good effort on race day. Have I followed through? NO.

I think I'm at a stage in my life where I balk at rules, especially self imposed ones. I do follow my training plan almost to the letter but beyond that I enjoy just going with the flow instead of trying to be or do according to a plan. Over the last several months I have come to realise that I achieve more by trusting my instincts and allowing my life to flow in the direction I want rather than mapping it all out and slavishly following the plan. Not sure of this is a good thing or a bad thing but its proving to be how I best operate so I'm going to work with it.

So on that note I will not stress about having a few wines with Peter on the weekends. Nor will I ban myself from the occassional biscuit with my coffee or worry about the scales going down. If I keep eating well, training hard and staying positive and focussed, the rest will take care of itself.

M