I am now in serious training - according to my Training Plan I have to "do stuff" 6 days out of 7. I really really didn't want to "do stuff" tonight. Its Friday night, I am driving home, I have beers in the boot and as far as I am concerned I am not "doing stuff" - I am gonna go straight home, crack open said beer and relax with my knitting infront of the tele...............and then suddenly there I was - at the gym, in my gym gear, on the treadmill. It was like I had had an out of body experience. I don't really remember the bit inbetween deciding I wasn't going and then finding myself there - I didn't even have a hair bobble with me and I had to train with hair-down.
Something very very strange has happened to me.
I am now drinking the beer - just to reassure myself everything is still normal.
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