Starting to believe

6 weeks into training now and I'm starting to believe I can do this. Come to the conclusion I actually prefer the long slow runs to the short faster paced stuff, mainly because it's done on the weekend in broad daylight, rather than after work in pitch black.
Slight sense of trepidation Saturday morning as my longest run to date- 15 miles- loomed before me. But with my new best friend- the garmin- in place I can do pacing. Running at one minute per mile slower than race pace felt scarily easy. In fact, come the end of the 15 I felt I could have carried on. I'm taking this to be a good sign. The sense of achievement after a long run is hopefully the thought that will see me through come race day.
Now for the downsides of running- blisters forming on ends of toes, putting ON weight (damn that muscle), boobs getting smaller and permanent sports bra chaffing marks. Despite clothes feeling much loser, getting on the scales and seeing you've put pounds on is suicide inducing. In fact, it could be said you'd be better off sat on your arse eating a donut.
But.... I think I'll save that til after those 26 miles.......

Got my mojo back

A week on from the 'incident' and I'm feeling back on track. The eye has gone down and no scarring thank goodness. 
Decided to take the plunge and invest in a garmin. My trusty nike + had served me well, but now I'm taking my running to the next level I felt the time was right to invest in some slightly more hi tech gadgetry. It's so big I feel like penny in inspector gadget. A childhood dream fulfilled, hopefully one day I will get the book too....
Some good solid runs this week, and a long 12 miles on Sunday which felt comfortable.
Long 14 this weekend. I'm starting to believe again.