Yeah yeah yeah. The same old thing being touted by all and sundry at he beginning of any new year. I prefer not to go with resolutions as such, erring on the side of ‘how can I improve on what I did last year, what can I do?’
I like to take things in small bites – the whole eating of an elephant and raising the ocean kind of thinking.
This year so far has been hit and miss. I know where I need to improve, I just haven’t started yet.
I love my husband dearly, and when he’s away I miss him so much. I also enjoy being on my own, as in, I am happy with my own company. And that of my youngest being the only one still at home.
I do however, distract myself when he’s here and don’t get the gym work done like I should.
He agrees. And acknowledges that he does it himself also.
A promotion for him at work means he has had to relocate (a 7 hour, 2 plane, trip away) and will be home maybe 3 times a year. I will be travelling to him several times as well.
This means that we will both have plenty of time to not be so distracted and actually get the serious work done.
This also means not sitting on the computer all night or reading books til all hours.
This year I want to get back into the ‘actual’ gym more often, even if it is once weekly, and concentrating on a few goals I have at home.
My goals for fitness and running this year are:
1) get my 5km time down to as close to 25 mins as I can.
2) do at least 9/12 sub 60 10km runs (race or not)
3) do 20 parkruns.
The third will be the easiest, as I can go whenever I want rather than push to get there twice a month. I have 6 to choose from in my city so no reason not to get there.
The 5k goal I would like to test formally at a flat, fast fun run in September.
On that note, I have run two 10k races, beat my time by 1.30, and earned 3 magnets on my 2020 challenge.
I want to give myself two weeks and then attempt the 4th run, a half mara distance. The full mara is a goal that I’d like to work up to for the end of the year.
I know this is a pretty blah post, and I’ve most likely repeated myself somewhere. I just felt that I had to put it out and get writing again.