OOohh YES. Day 100. That’s right I’ve only gone and run every day for one hundred days. Look at all those beautifully coloured boxes. Part of me can’t quite believe I’ve done it, it seems like such an achievement. But […]
Day unsure, Saved by basic maths.
Laughing at myself this morning, apparently I can’t count. I’m coming up on my tenth week! awesome. Clearly ten weeks is seventy days, obviously. Then why does my journal say ten weeks equates to sixty-two days? Why? Because I’m an idiot, […]
Day 50, Excuses I’ve used, No 3.
“Targets!! ooh dear god no, I shan’t bother setting myself a target, I can’t stick to them. It always leads to failure and that’s so demoralising.” I had said this to myself before on many occasions, but I think the […]