I think at best I could mark my Janathon effort a B minus. Good start, but could certainly do better. However, it certainly got me doing more exercise than I would otherwise have done for the first month of the year. I sort of scraped over the bare minimum of exercise for 23 days. I’ve never exercised for 23 consecutive days, so that’s a positive. But having fallen off the streak, I completely fell off the streak. In part that may well be due to the January squats, pressups & situps challenge having got to a timeconsuming and somewhat arduous level. In which case I just gave up rather than try and catch up. Now that is typical.
Take this weekend as a case in point. I should have run Friday, but it was really cold and we had snow, so I stayed in and worked all day, safely tucked up next to my radiator. In fairness I was shattered and promptly ran out of steam in the middle of ringing Friday evening, when I found myself yawning all through a touch of Stedman Cinques. Saturday I could have run, but again, had a fit of the really don’t want to be cold and can’t be arseds. Sunday morning we rang, then went shopping. Home and lunch meant it was an afternoon outing, if at all, but the sofa and a book seemed far more attractive than a run in a freezing cold wind.
I keep hoping that the weather and lighter evenings will mean that my desire to get out and run will be met more often and less easily put off. Janathon was interesting and I certainly enjoyed reading some of the blogs and exploits of the more committed participants, but ended up being rather so-so on my part. Could do better – should do better. Time to get myself in gear again.