Monday 25 February 2013

*sigh*

I write this post as I sit on the bus on my way home from a long arse day at work.
I ache, I want to curl up into a ball. I want to say no everything, anything and anyone. I want to cry. I want to not give a shit anymore. I just feel pretty shit.

One month into my marathon training schedule and it 'was' going to plan until illness got the better of me.
Had a weird vomiting bug few days and now, I am that snotty child in the corner that no one wants to come close to. (Someone pass me a tissue please....!)

I go to Paris on Friday to run its half marathon. This will be my 5th half marathon. Not that excited about it all. But in fact, perhaps dreading it. My back and neck hurts and I don't feel 100%. I think the main reason I don't feel particularly 100%, is because I just feel maybe I can't do it? Maybe I can't even do the full marathon come May!!!!

I've had no support whatsoever from ANYONE, apart from the ones who text me now and then to see how am going with it. (You know who you are) and that are actually interested to see how I am doing, and want to go for runs with me. They believe I can do this! I am surrounded by people who shrug their shoulders and don't take me seriously. I'm sorry if I don't post images of me running, my sweaty face, my route of my run or of my pace. So who the fuck are you to turn your nose up at me. You fucking run it!

No support. End of. (Again, apart from THEM ones!)