Yesterday I went out for the third time. I was really looking forward to going out after a shopping trip that ended up with my four year old dropping yogurt (he was trying to help to be fair) whilst I struggled to put the shopping up on the conveyor belt and calm my sixteen month old who screamed on as he had seen food he wanted in the trolley. I have to say that the TWO people serving (trainer and trainee) didnt even offer a bit of help until I asked if it was company policy for them to stand and watch and not offer any help at all when a customer obviously needed help with their shopping - this was only when a very large pile of unpacked shopping was at the end of the conveyor and the yogurt was on the floor. Anyway I decided to S L O W L Y pack up my shopping and dump the shopping and the kids on hubby when I got home (he was away casually running 6 miles at this point).
I found a pair of leggings that stayed up, ignored advice about not putting on a long sleeved jacket as I would be too hot (which I then had to remove about 2 miles in, gggrrrr).
I ran 5 miles in 57 minutes with a fastest mile of 8mins 9 secs.
I felt like I could have kept going a bit longer but heeded hubbys advice of not pushing myself too hard (glad I didn't ignore this piece of advice). He was right (again!), as by the time I got home I had wobbly legs. So wobbly I couldnt even lift them to pretend to kick him in the boy bits when he said "see I told you it would be too hot for the jacket" Aint love grand?
Am back to work tomorrow and so it will be back to the treadmill until next weekend.
I wonder how I will find the treadmill after my three I have to say EPIC outings this week..........
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