The Road To Thetford - Day 41 - seven mile run

With no pressure to be back early, I relaxed whist doing the run, and no bowel issues either.

I tried an old route hoping that the field was still open to walkers but having committed myself to the field with scratches and stings, I realised it was not accessible and retreated back to the road.

Young alpaca - there were a few more but I not visible from the fence.

Blackberries!  

I returned to the village hoping the closed road would have a gap big enough to get through - you could have got a bus through it!

The Road To Thetford - Day 38 - Facing The Truth

I was poorly/tired on Sunday which meant I barely did 3400 steps, missing out on a chance to do 100k steps in one week - I did about 92k which is still impressive given 80k of it was walking not running.

Last night I faced the cold hard numbers of the weighing scales which revealed what I had subsconciously suspected (but ignored), that the gains from running were being wiped out by overeating, particularly ice creams and crisps.

If I continue to remain overweight then I will continue to be subject to more tiredness and illness, and willpower by itself can only get you so far, hence the sporadic inconsistent nature of my running.  Also, the runs themselves have been slow and half-hearted.

With just a month to go until the Thetford Marathon, I am saying to myself "enough is enough" with the poor food choices - in my bullet journal, I will be adding an extra monitoring of good and bad food choices, as this will show clearly where I am making poor choices.

This morning I was up at 5.30am, and having done my meditation and affirmations, I did run as hard as I could, with the odd stop to give my lungs a chance to recover.

Sunrise.

Wickhampton Church.

Part of a rainbow in the distance.

The Road To Thetford - Day 34 - a run of two half's

Given the last update was Day 21, you might be wandering what happened to the last two weeks?

Those two weeks were somewhat challenging, juggling getting my daughter sorted for holiday club, dropping her off, then cramming as work in as possible in short working days, collecting her, and heading home - quite simply I was exhausted but I have come through that and today we carry on with the training plan.

So this morning having got up at 5.30am, I did my Miracle Morning silence and affirmations before heading out on a planned eight mile run.

The sun was still rising and fighting its way past some clouds.

There was a route at the back of Limpenhoe called Marsh Road that I have always wanted to know where it came out onto the river, as in past river runs from Cantley to Reedham I never found it - I now know why as it is unmarked at the river end and it comes out beside the Cantley Sugar Factory - the road at the river end is for their vehicles.

The view of the Sugar Factory.

The river was very clear and was reflecting everything but I particularly like the The Reedcutter pub reflection.

To continue the exploration theme, I also wanted find out where the station road in Cantley led to, and ironically it was to the other side of the train station.

At Cantley Village Hall I caught sight of the church through the path and thought it was a nice photo chance.

So lots of photos, a nice easy run, and all I now need to do is run home..........and then panic as my bowels decided to give me notice of intended activity.......

I did make it home but it was painful holding on, involving lots of clenching the butt muscles, waiting for the "contractions" to ease etc, and also praying no one would be in the bathroom.