Word of the Week - Proud

I'm incredibly PROUD of my achievements this week.

I walked a marathon in under 8 hours.

I didn't hit a wall mentally until I reached 20 miles although I hit a physical wall at 18 miles with blisters due to a boot malfunction.

I'm running the Brighton Marathon in April, there's a cut off time of 8 hours to get a medal. I bloody well want that medal. I now know I'm capable of completing the course both psychically and mentally and in the time I need.

By the time I got back to the hotel on Saturday I could hardly walk, I was crying with the pain and the emotion of the day and on Sunday morning it was a struggle to get out of bed and get dressed.

Peter went to breakfast ahead of me and picked a table far away from the buffet then suggested we went for a walk along the river before a drive home. I realised I'd walked right past the hotel the day before. 

We had an almost 3 hour drive home and I'm glad Peter made me go for the walk before the drive. I kept moving on Sunday by going out to do a food shop, unpacking and getting ready for work before a long hot bath and the evening on the sofa.

Monday and Tuesday had me teaching PE and Dance and I'm back in the Gym this week after a 5 weeks absence due to the Flu and migraines and I'm heading over to Monmouth on the weekend for a parkrun.