Here we go again! by Miss_Piggy

Ahem.    After all that hard training last week and big talk about a good long run on Sunday, how did I spend my Saturday evening (and into the early hours of Sunday)?  That well-known pre-long run preparation of swilling vast quantities of wine, of course.  I gave up looking at my watch at 4 am (don't think my eyes were capable of focusing after then anyway).  One of my friends came to see me, you see, and it would have been rude not to join her in a glass or several, she'd come up all the way from Glasgow for a flying visit, so naturally I had to oblige.  Plus, I have the willpower of...I dunno, something with very little willpower, anyway.  So when I dragged my poor battered body out of bed out of bed at 11am, so dehydrated I felt like I could lie in a bath and absorb water through my pores, because there was no way I could physically tolerate drinking the quantity of liquid necessary to approach an acceptable level of bodily hydration - running looked unlikely, to say the least .  But I duly donned my running gear...and sat around in it until it was too late to feasibly run.  What a pity.  So, it's back to the drawing board this week.  Lots of punishing runs during the week, for I am a naughty pig, and we'll see what next weekend brings.  Maybe watching FLM with a bottle of lucozade and a bowl of porridge will result in an unbelievably long run on Sunday afternoon.  It's good to dream...