Okay, so today was pretty pathetic.

I came home from work, had a little cry about how I’m still a hot mess after six months at the gym, and my boyfriend decided to totally revamp what I’m doing in order to get faster results so I’ll stop complaining all the bloody time.

Instead of lifting the heaviest weights I can 5-6 days a week with him, he’s now got me back on the treadmill and back wishing I was dead. I genuinely have no idea how I managed to run a 10k just a few weeks ago with no training, because I was literally dying after about 12 minutes tonight.

On the treadmill I usually run at about 11.5km/h to get the distance done as fast as possible, but my boyfriend has set me horrible rules that involve sticking at about 8km/h which makes getting anywhere take forever. It’s also super hard to run that slowly, because it gets tiring much quicker, and feels like much more of a slog.

I developed a new system tonight when it comes to fatigue, which is: when I get tired and want to give up NOW, I make myself run to the end of whatever song I’m currently listening to. Sometimes I luck out and thats only a few seconds, but other times a 4 minute track has only just started when I want to stop. I then give myself one song to recover to whilst walking with the gradient cranked up, and then it’s back to running and being desperate to get it all over and done with.

I’ve also started to walk to and from work again, albeit this time in minuscule shorts. I’ve given up caring really, and it feels quite nice.

 

Stats so far: Days: 17, Workouts: 18