Today's the day folks and I am super excited to be setting off on my journey. I headed out late morning and once the breathing settled, I felt absolutely brilliant. For a brief moment I thought about throwing caution to the winds and going for a 10K to get my journey up the country off to a good start. Common sense prevailed though since I am coming back from injury so I decided that 7k would have me running for an hour, which would do just fine for today!
It was a corker. I did my lovely slow run along the canal passing cyclists, a few women pushing prams and quite a few runners. No nods and smiles today from my fellow runners - they all had their PB faces on and every one of them charged past looking grim and determined. I, on the other hand, was smiling, smug and delighted with myself
So that's me clocked up my first mileage - 7k translates into 4.35 miles. Doesn't sound nearly as good, does it? I'm going to have to convert over to miles as I'm not happy with hanging short of a round number! A lunch time walk tomorrow I think... Only 869.65 miles to go! :)