So it's day 8 and I'm still going?

I was pondering on about day 3 that the really hard time was going to be days 10-15 or so, when being still less than halfway through the month would coincide with starting a new job. However I had failed to recognize quite how much gentle motivation I was gaining from my mad (wonderful) going-to-do-a-marathon-soon friend I was in Brighton with.

Now back in Westbury on my own, without the attraction of sea or the support of my cheerleader, getting out of the door is proving a challenge in itself. I never had any illusions this'd be easy, but blimey sometimes a grey dark night can be a hard foe to fight.

I am, all the same, on day 8. And as of yet my competitive (idiot) streak is clearly out-playing my be-sensible (lazy) streak. We shall see! Thanks to all fellow Janathoners and to the wonderful #Twitter community too. There's no way I'd have run every day for 8 days without the whole gang supporting and driving me along.

Here's to more of the madness and hopefully also the slowly improving fitness that was supposed to be driving this whole mad concept!