I told my T once that for me it was like running a 400 meter race - I struggle on to get round the track to the finishing line, getting out of breath and tired and there waits T with a glass of water and a "well done"....... then off I go again trying to get around again for that glass of water. But it never feels enough to off set the effort in getting round the course each week.

But then I thought, OK if I was running a race for real and was tired, what could I do - and realised more frequent rest stops may help and not focusing so hard on the finish line. So now I try and space other things out during the week that can also give me a release from the endless pounding around the track and it does help a little.

That phrase comes into my head "Have faith it is part of the process" but I can't see anything positive about it at all, apart from maybe it keeps our motivation fairly high?

It is hard isn't it - Soup