Yesterday I was waiting for my husband to come home and it was getting darker and darker so I eventually decided to just go for a run with my son in his buggy.
Why ever did I do that??
Not only did I go for a run, I ran 5km pushing a 2 year old. The first 2 km were fine and so I thought I may as well run 5km. How much harder can it be?
By 4km my calfs were dead and my arms were dropping off :(
I was talking to myself saying 'I have to stop and walk' and then saying 'no don't walk. You can get past this'.
I made it to 5km vowing that I will never again run more than 2km pushing a buggy.
What doesn't kill me will make me stronger!!!