Janathon Day 2

Yesterday I said I was on the Janathon train. Although, that may have been exaggeration, yes I was on it, but only barely. In fact, I was clinging on by the skin of my teeth. The fingernails of one hand were dug into the rusty steel, my other hand groping for a better grip, my legs flailing in mid-air. But the important thing was that I was on it.

Day 2: 12.1km muddy run in the Lincolnshire countryside.

I'm definitely on the train now. I'm strapped in like Lewis Hamilton in his Mercedes, like a teenager on Nemesis at Alton Towers, like Buzz Aldrin in Apollo 11 at take-off.

Today's run = 12.1km

Janathon Total = 15.38km

 

 

A Day of Firsts…. #janathon #project365

Janathon Day 1

I have been a regular participant of Janathon, or indeed its older brother, Juneathon, for the last few years. In that time I have always found the last few days of the month the hardest. Not this time. After a night of excess all I could manage this morning was: get up, have a cup of tea and go back to bed.

 

Therefore, it wasn't until after 5pm when I felt anything like going for a run. So tonight's rather pathetic attempt of getting on the Janathon train was a couple of very tired and still slightly hungover muddy miles in the dark.

Today's run = 3.28km

Project365 #1

Suffice to say that after a rather lacklustre start to 2015, today's photo is relaxing in front of the TV to watch a film.

Cushty.