Wow, Tuesdays are hard! It's really sad to be saying that at the beginning of the week but I'm feeling like Tuesdays are now my Fridays (when I used to be most tired) and my world is a little topsy-turvy. By Tuesday I've done 3 runs in 4 days and racked up almost 60k! Is it any wonder I'm tired?!
This week I, stupidly, ran Monday's run a little hard. It was because I was feeling so good last week AND because I read a book that told me to run part of this run as a tempo session. So I ran about 10k of Monday's 17 k run at tempo and it came back to bite me on the bum yesterday. The speed session went pretty well but boy was I longing for an afternoon nap.
But today, after 9 hours sleep (unfortunately, not uninterrupted because of Iven's sinus infection) I feel sooo much better. And that's just as well because tomorrow is hills!
And talking of feeling better - my sad baby is really getting back on his feet. Josh has picked up remarkably. He's almost back to his normal, loud and slightly annoying self. It's lovely to see the smile really reach his eyes and to hear him singing - even when I'm trying to get to sleep. I'm not sure why he's turned the corner. Possibly a combination of the anti-depressants, the wonderful, insightful guidance of the psychologist, his fantastically supportive friends or the fact that time heals all wounds. And because he's feeling so much better, I'm feeling so much better.
And finally, here's a sneak preview of one of the costumes I've made for the Commonwealth Games. It still has to be decorated - sequins and diamantes - but I'm pretty pleased with the result.