I did manage to drag my sorry self along to both running club sessions this week. The journey home from work was spent with a small demon on one shoulder whispering 'put your feet up, have a cup of tea, eat chocolate' and a virtuous little angel on the other saying 'you'll feel so much better if you make the effort'.
In the end I compromised - I went along, did my best, then came home and had tea and chocolate!
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