Today was my first 25 minute run and, right on schedule, I ditched Laura for my own music. For some reason I was nervous even before the run, and instead of warming up for 5 minutes I warmed up for 7 (saying "I'll let this song get over before I start"). Well I finally started running, and the first few minutes were, as usual, a struggle to get through. Everything hurt but I kept going because I know it gets better after that initial km or so.
And it did. I was doing great, and just as I was getting comfortable with the pace and my breathing, a song came on that's a fair bit faster than my pace. Now the smart thing to do would have been to skip the song, so of course I decided to run to it instead. Thank god it was a short song (under 4 mins). But the damage was done - I kept pace with the song the entire time, so I was tired, my breathing was everywhere, and even though I slowed down afterwards, the last 3 to 4 mins of the run were absolute torture. My legs hurt, my mind was tired, and I was struggling to breathe (and fearing a stitch). I wanted to stop but somehow pushed through. I've never been happier to hear the little voice in my ear saying my 25 minutes were up.
Red-faced and ashamed, I cooled down, stretched, and quietly came home. Lesson learned. And that song is going off the playlist until I learn to behave!