I’m back off my jollies and feeling so much more motivated. Had plenty of time to think about my steps forward and reading lots of motivational things in my current read your pace or mine has really helped me view my running in a different light.
I did get Jealous of the gent I saw running past our window each morning off for a run along the sea front, last year that would have been have been me and Prestatyn sea front would have made a great place to run with its flat concrete walk way and amazing views. It really did make me want to put on my gear, shame I hadn’t packed it.
Returning home after 4 days of no medication, only slight twinges has given me the confidence I needed to get my butt back out. I do not think it’s the fear of getting out that has been stopping me (after the pain of course) but more like the fear of failing and being set back again. What I have realised is I’ll never know if I don’t try and sometimes its more about the journey to the finish line more than the race it’s self.
