Rest days and my Training Programme

It's the relentlessness of it that I begin to struggle with in the end you see!

It just goes on and on and on .... never changes, always the same .... running .... and when you finish running and you go to bed, you wake up in the morning and what is there to look forward to .... yes, more damn running! 

I had a rest day yesterday. My rest days aren't carefully planned to fit into the rest of my training programme, they are brought about simply because of the height of my ironing pile or the number of hours down I am on my clock at work. I doubt Paula Radcliffe's training schedule has ever been set by her laundry!

Rest days usually come about because I run out of time. Anyway, having slept only a couple of hours the night before (couldn't find my brains off switch) I thought a rest day could possibly be a good idea. What I never bargain for is that whilst I don't run, I don't rest either! Consequently today was a bit of a disappointment 'shattered on a running machine' just doesn't cut the mustard. I .... moved for 65 minutes but I didn't run for too much of it and when I had finished I had barely covered 4 miles .... I know, could have walked faster - in my defence I really do believe that the machine isn't terribly accurate.

Anyway, I'm not going to get down about it. Tomorrow is another day and hopefully I will get a bit closer to running the whole 65 minutes and getting a little bit more mileage under my belt.