If you’re following me on Instagram (which you should by the way, I can be pretty stellar on a good day), you’ll know that my race kit arrived last week. It’s a 21km run, or a half Mary as running enthusiasts would call it, and it’s on October 6.
Guys, it’s September. And I am severely out of shape.
I don’t know what came over me and I signed up for something like that. I can’t even imagine getting past 15km. But it’s there and I told myself 2013 will not pass without me completing a good half Mary.
Although I’ve been doing yoga at home, I can’t really say that I am in shape. My stats this afternoon at the gym were abysmal.
I am so fucking out of shape.
So let’s change that shall we? I clocked in a good 5.4km today at the treadmill, though at a disappointing 33:28. But I still have a narrow gap to improve on that one.
Four weeks to kick ass. Tomorrow, I’m hitting CFMNL. I’ve had that 5-day pass for so long, might as well use it now.
I wonder how spent I’ll be come Tuesday. To be honest, I’m quite excited. :)
And I better start eating better too. I am fucking heavy.
Enough cursing for the day. Time for some stretches. Oh Lord, my thighs are killing me.