ANZAC Day and 10.1 Km run

Big day today. Training Plan - 10Km at 6:00 pace Actual - 10.1 Km at 5:25 pace, included some hills, up Middleborough Road and Eley Road. It was an extended version of the 7Km course I used to run when I first started running outside. Was very happy to note that I was very strong up the 2 hills that I used to have to stop on a few times. Then it was on to my Godson's 3rd birthday. So ANZAC day means a few things to me, it is a day to reflect and remember on the lives of so many young men's lives lost and on the sacrifices still being made today and to sound a bit cliched, quite frankly the sheer madness of it all. On the other hand it was this day 3 years ago that my gorgeous little godson, Aden (seen in the picture with his little sister Zhara) was born 6 weeks premature. I'll never forget the day I saw the poor little mite the day he was born, so tiny and helpless in his humidicrib, he stayed in hospital for 5 weeks before he was allowed to come home. His mum and I have been best friends since we started high school together 19 years ago!!! The party was at one of those indoor play centres so I was run ragged as "Aunty Em" chased them around the equipment and went on trips down the slide, carrying a 2 year old girl up and down a set of stairs to a slide over and over is one heck of a workout, as is bouncing around a jumping castle. Then it was off to the Dandenongs for a bushwalk, just a 2 hour one. All the way down the valley then up and out again. Gotta admit I was holding myself back, part of me wished I was wearing my sneakers so I could just take off and have a run, WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME. But then I got into a spot of trouble at the end for racing ahead of the group, so if I had have run ahead I would have been well in the doghouse :-(. Also getting a bit sick of the endless daily digs at my weight, mainly from family and other half. Mum saw be today and went on a bit about "make sure you eat enough", "what do you weigh?", "you are too thin", to the charming "you look Anorexic" from the other half, no I don't actually, I look healthy, an Anorexic would not have the energy to run like I do. The fact of the matter is I would actually like to lose another 4 Kgs, I am probably just a touch on the heavy side for distance running, I would prefer to be dragging a little less around in races. But I won't be mentioning that around the house. But here it is, 172cm, 59.5 Kgs and 22% BF does not = Anorexic thankyou very bloody much.