When you first start out (or come back from a break), it’s harder than anything in the world, ever. If you’re motivated enough to actually haul yourself out of bed or pull on your trainers after work you’re hardly rewarded with a flood of endorphins straight off. More like a kick to the kidneys and pang of longing for the warm, loving embrace of the duvet that you left high and dry that morning.
Everything’s all stiff and horrible. You can’t breathe, your knees hurt, you’ve already got cramp and you’re sweating out of your eyes.
When you first start out (or come back from a break), it’s harder than anything in the world, ever. If you’re motivated enough to actually haul yourself out of bed or pull on your trainers after work you’re hardly rewarded with a flood of endorphins straight off. More like a kick to the kidneys and pang of longing for the warm, loving embrace of the duvet that you left high and dry that morning.
Everything’s all stiff and horrible. You can’t breathe, your knees hurt, you’ve already got cramp and you’re sweating out of your eyes.
