Weekend cravings

Today's session was a 50 minute steady run. I woke up feeling sick so wasn't sure how it would go, but in the end it was fine. Got 5.3 miles done, which isn't half bad at 8am without having had anything to eat. The leg is still attached and the pain seems to be dying down thankfully.

I'm hugely excited at having made it to the end of the first working week without a) missing a training session or b) having a cigarette. But now comes the hard part - the weekend. Throughout the course of 2010, I probably tried to give up smoking at least 5 times. Each time I did brilliantly during the week, and then slipped up as soon as it got to the weekend. It's as if when the clock strikes 5 on a Friday afternoon a switch is flicked in my brain that makes my determination and willpower dissolve and all I can think about is sparking up a menthol and pouring myself a big old glass of wine. So far tonight I've resisted, but the cravings are really gnawing at me. I'm considering going to bed uber early to ensure I don't give in. I promise I'll be good though - I need to be. On Sunday it's a nine mile run, and I don't want to be wheezing all the way.

Tomorrow is a proper rest day, and I'm going to spend it charity shop shopping and finding some music to get me through the long Sunday run. At the moment Kissy Sell Out's Winter Mix (it's free to download - hooray!) and Justice's live album Across the Universe are the mainstays of my running soundtrack, but I know these like the back of my hand now and could do with something new and exciting.