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.