20.1/500

I rubbish last week, a mix of partying and hormonal wahs. The hangover wasn’t finished yet, it was gripping and I was dying. Someone said they were off to train and I became staunchly aware how little I had done. So….

Off I went. It was grim… well. Lies.

After feeling awful I was surprised how amazing running for 3k (a cheeky mini walk) then another 2k felt awesome. 

I didn’t beat my time but it’s pretty consistent now. Yay!

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