I ran my first 8k yesterday. Feel pretty chuffed about that. My (somewhat under-ambitious) goal at the start of the year was to run 5km, which I did in spring. So I doubled it. Aiming to do 10k by Christmas.
I reckon I could probably do it now, to be honest. A friend of mine said that if I can do 8km I can do 10km. I certainly felt like I got into a rhythm about half way and could have just carried on.
Also because most of my runs have been around the 4-5km mark I don’t ever actually get that far away from my house! It was really nice to run a significant distance on a grey Sunday afternoon. And it certainly helps me not feel cooped up.
I’m way behind on the Mastering the Pull-up thing too. I need to pick that back up again
I was also hoping to have completed my current Freeletics journey by the end of the year, but I’m behind on sessions so I don’t think there’s any way of doing it unless I train every day between now and Christmas – so maybe I’ll chill out on that.
Basically I’m trying to use this new lockdown to get over the slight lack of enthusiasm I had recently for training. Shake it off. Get back into the groove. A final push for the last few weeks of this shitter of a year.