Ok, I have just come here to have a whinge so if you don’t want to be dragged down with this little black duck, don’t read!!
I have lost my fecking mojo! 16 days since last run. Yesterday was the first day I felt as though I could have gone out and maybe done a short run or at least a walk but I can’t bring myself to get into gear and go out into the cold. I have had my 10 year old home sick all week and my 4 year old is sick this morning. I have a fecking half marathon to train for and I feel like I am going to run out of time, shiittttttttt!!! I was up to 12kms a couple of weeks ago and now I feel as though I will have to scale right back again, shiitttttttt!!!! I may also lose 10 days of training in August due to going home to Perth as I am not sure if hubby is coming along at this stage. If he doesn’t come with us, I won’t be able to run that I know 😦
The other thing that is really stressing me out at the moment is my sisters wedding, the one that I really don’t want any part of. I know that sounds really mean and disgusting but I just can’t get over the fact that she started planning this not long after Dad’s death and has set the date for a week after his 1st anniversary, initially it was the date of his death. Honestly, who does that! It just makes me want to cry and to be honest, I am angry as hell at her, I don’t care what her reasons were for picking that date! I am suppose to be getting a dress made as I am in the bridal party with my other sister, and because I have had my head in the sand hoping it would all go away, I now can’t find a dressmaker to make the dress. Shit!! We leave for Perth on the 15th August, so yes I have left it late!
I can’t actually believe it has almost been a year since my Dad died. It feels like it was yesterday 😦