January 2019

So January, then. Seventeen activities totalling just under six and a half hours of moving, which sounds reasonable until you compare it to December's thirty-one and realise I essentially halved my output the moment the calendar ticked over. The bulk of it was running — nine sessions, just shy of fifty kilometres at an average pace of 5:42 per kilometre, which is at least a fraction quicker than December's 5:55, so I'll take that. Seven of those runs were indoors, which tells you everything you need to know about what January in the UK looks like at six in the morning. I also squeezed in five pool swims (3.3km in total), a couple of rides that amounted to barely nine kilometres, and one weight training session — which I'm counting as a win purely on the basis that it happened at all.

Compared to December, the drop-off is pretty stark — five hundred and eighteen minutes down to three hundred and ninety-four, and thirty-one activities down to seventeen. December wasn't exactly a month of peak athletic performance either, but apparently I still managed to be considerably more active in it than I was once the new year arrived and the weather got properly miserable (and, if I'm honest, the motivation followed suit). The swimming dropped off too — four kilometres in December to three-point-three in January, and the bike barely got a look-in. So, not a barnstorming start to 2019. The slightly improved running pace is the one thing I'll hold onto as a vague sign that something is moving in the right direction, and perhaps February will be the month I actually act on that.

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