Well, finally finished week 9 on Thursday evening. Was disappointed to find there was no brass band and gathered throng to greet me as I staggered back down the street, but then I don't suppose I let enough people know about my world-shattering achievement.
Struggled a bit with the longer distances and I think I have actually broken the British land speed record for the slowest ever recorded "run". (Yes, my name was chosen with a certain amount of irony). I don't have any techie gadgets to tell me distance, but from the map I estimate I'm doing just under 4.5 k. I will persevere for a few more weeks, but to be honest I don't "get" running, I suppose I have come to it a bit late in life (51) but I know lots of ladies in my age group have signed up and loved it. Don't get me wrong, I don't HATE running but I definitely don't get the buzz everyone else seems to. I do feel healthier but I used to get a much bigger buzz from cycling (until I fell off and broke my ankle really badly. Put me off a bit....) Anybody else share my ambivalence but just kept going and eventually found the tedium abated over time?