Training starts

So turns out I can’t enter the race ๐Ÿ™ my cousin is getting married that morning and there is no way I can fit a race into the day.
I decided this won’t change my training as I want to be able to run 5km straight out by then. I know this sounds rather easy,but running has never been a talent of mine.
So I have enlisted the help of “the husband” and this seems to be a win, lose situation.
Win because its nice to have someone to be accountable to and to push you when you wanna give up and lose because I recon all his experience doing basic training army/fire dept/police has rendered him unsymphathetic to the plight of the chronically unfit.
I was half expecting him to call me Maggot as he watched me puffing along while he played time keeper and later when I practically passed out on lounge floor there were no pep talks, just him asking me not to use all the hot water for my shower before stepping over me on his way to kitchen. (You’d think he’d be nicer after almost giving me a blue eye in squash the previous day).
Atleast he made me tea later…Anyway that’s day one gone, wish me luck ๐Ÿ™‚

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