THE END OF THE BEGINNING

This week is my LAST WEEK of the walk/run program which is so crazy and exciting but also scary. This is big running for me, I have a 20 minute run this afternoon, followed by a 25 minute and a 30 minute one later in the week. The longest I've ever run so far has been 11 minutes WHICH WAS SO HARD. Positive thinking, I can totally do this.

This was the week of the gym because I just didn't feel super like running that much, so I only did two runs last week instead of the three I was supposed to. Both were short 2 miler things with a mixture of running and walking.

Yesterday I followed up my time at the gym with a family football match. I used to be pretty darn good at football and was excited to play for the first time in like 7 years.


My sisters attempt at taking a picture of me looking threatening in my football kit (which is also just my gym/running/exercise kit)


My sister being ready to thrash everyone at football

It was so much fun to play again and I was way better than I thought I would be after 7 years. Need to work a bit more on hitting volleys again but I can still do keepy uppy and some of the fancy tricks I spent so many hours practising. I'd love to get back into it but I think school and orchestra stuff will mean I might have to wait until uni to get stuck in.