Wednesday 11th May 2016
Last night was the best nights sleep ever.
Hot yoga yesterday was intense and I always sleep well after. When waking, for a split second, I thought it was a normal day. Then I remember, today I’m flying to China to run a marathon!
With the little training I’ve done, I’m feeling optimistic that 30 minutes morning yoga and a cheeky 1 hour run in the rain might get me one step closer to being fit enough for this marathon. Today is the first time I try out my running outfit (there’s more about that in another post). In fact, I have yet to even buy the t-shirt and hat I’m going to run in, but that’s all part of my master plan.
I hitch-hike a lift from my mum’s builder into town. Backpacks on, I go to the local sports shop who have express ordered my £7 white t-shirt and £6 white cap in. There’s no high tech running gear going on here. For those that know me well, this is a big change from the norm.
So, here I am, on the plane tapping away on my laptop. I’ve managed to wangle myself an emergency exit seat. I fluttered my eyelashes at the check-in desk man. I’m not wearing any make-up and look far from glamorous, my naturally red face clashing with my red t-shirt. Maybe it’s the leggings. Guys like yoga leggings, right? It’s more than likely he gave me the seat because I bigged up my marathon this coming Sunday and that my legs would be extremely happy for the extra legroom.
There’s hardly anyone on the plane. I have a whole row to myself. The only trouble is, the
There are 10 hours ahead and I’m looking forward to the rest. I enjoy flying because there are no mobile phones, lots of food, sleep, movies, more sleep and more food. And check out all that space in front of me…… Yoga is very in fashion, surely no-one would mind?