Live for the Weekend

Beer, wine, pizza, TV, films, lie-ins, snoozing, leftover pizza and anything else to celebrate making it to the weekend.

I love weekends. Wandering around with nothing to do and plenty of time in which to do it. Awesome.

Sitting at home on a Friday night trying watching awful TV trying not to think about the run that I have to do tomorrow is not awesome.

It is the opposite of awesome.

Like any activity, when you are forced to do it, it is no longer fun.

By following a training plan, I am forcing myself to Don’t get me wrong, I like running.

I just don’t like the idea of having to run a half marathon in the morning at the expense of eating something really cheesy and chilli peppers and ridiculously hot sauce washed down with wine/beer/whisky/lighter fluid.

And this is just the training.

From here on in, things get harder. Booooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Although, breakfast is awesome. And brunch too. And lunch. And napping.

Actually, where one door shuts, another one opens, perhaps because of some wind tunnel effect.

Bring on the weekend, I hope you have an awesome one. I will.

Day 9

Total words: 2545
Total miles: 38.5



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