Six weeks to go until marathon day, and sometimes it seems as if the training has taken over my life - which it has. This week has consisted of a 5.5 mile run on Tuesday, boot camp on Wednesday, 9 miles at marathon school last night and I have to do a 3 mile recovery run tonight.
I mean, how did I used to fill my days before? Watching telly...seeing friends...going for nice meals...pleasant walks?
A taste of the normal life is coming my way this weekend as I'm off on a hen do to Bath (is this like rehabilitating prisoners into society?). But what about my punishing weekend training schedule? I'm not doing it is what.
And I confess I tried to get out of doing any catch up training at all.
But Mick the marathon coach was having none of it. Apparently, it's far too close to the marathon to be missing my long run so Monday will see me pounding the streets for 2 hours and 45 minutes...on my own.
Yes, that is why I don't like Mondays.
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