I massively dropped the ball on my half-marathon training. My longest run so far has been 16kms, and I won't do a further one before the Royal Parks half. I feel a bit like I failed myself, and my mental health, and the idea about fundraising for Mind. It's a bit ironic that my mental health got the better of me when I was trying to raise money for a mental health charity and talking about how great they are and how much they helped me. Huh.
But, I've been running again, and I've been reading about running again, and I need to start writing about running again. There's a thing about me that means that sometimes I need to obsess about something, and right now I need to obsess about running.
It makes me feel good to do so. So, here we are - self-enforced running obsession. Running, reading about running, writing about running.
And, a new goal for next year. Not to run a marathon. But to race every month - 18 races in total (for 2018!) with at least 12 at half-marathon-or-longer distance. I've started a wish-list of races. In the mean time, I've signed up for a 10km a few weeks after Royal Parks.
Because, that's the other thing about me. I'm motivated by the bling.