8 weeks to go...

So, in 8 weeks time, at about 4.20pm, I'll be hobbling home having completed the marathon! I'm not 100% sure that I have my head around that quite yet, but I'm getting there!

This week, as you can see from my other blog entry, I did 14 miles. Which was a bit hard. But for the rest of the week I did well, albeit with a healthy dose of falling apart added in for good measure!

On Wednesday I went to Mil Fit. It was a good class, but I trailed at the back. We did one exercise which involved running back and forth and back and forth between these lamp posts and by the time I had got to the last one and did the exercise and started back I was right at the back, trailing by a good 50 yards... slightly embarrassing, but I try to justify it in my head by thinking that a) it's dark on the Common, I can't go rushing around at full tilt in case I fall over in the dark and really do some damage, meaning I can't run! b) I run a great big long run every week, everyone else in my class just does Mil Fit - they'd be slower if they had to run further and further every week (I base this on no facts whatsoever, for all I know the whole of the rest of the class could also be running the Marathon and still be faster than me!)

Friday I went for a little 3 miles at lunchtime. Running at work is great, you get away from your desk, out in the park, and it was a glorious day on Friday, the sun beamed. Which was good as it was an OK run but I was tired from the start and felt every single step on the way round... but that is a cheering thing about even the worst run, you put one foot in front of the other and that is one step closer to being done and I can't name a time I've started a run and not been able to finish it, so even if it is bad, at least the miles are clocking up, that's what counts!

And so, the week finished with a final Mil Fit on Saturday morning. It was FREEZING! The ground was cold, there was frost everywhere, and I decided that I didn't need my gloves - big mistake! At one point I had to stop doing press ups just because my hands were so cold that it hurt to hold the press up position! Still, there was worst, whilst executing a 'wide leg squat thrust' (don't ask, really just don't ask!) I took my knee out again. When I did the first on I did think in my head 'This doesn't sounds like a good idea for my knee' but went ahead and did it anyway, resulting in my knee going out from under me again. Fortunately I managed to limp on and was back running (tottering!) in my position at the back of the class again in no time!