So, the post C25K journey continues.
Last week I was determined to run 5km to prove to myself that the only other time I did it was not a fluke. I did not care about the pace, I did not care about the time, all I cared about was getting the distance.
And I did it.
5.24km in 40mins followed by a frantic phone call to my hubby that started with the words "Help me". Yes, I'd got the distance I wanted, but it took a lot out of me and although I kept walking (staggering), he did have to come and pick me up, was just too far from home for me to make it back. As I sat sobbing in the car I decided that running (even the light jogging/stumbling that I do) is not fun and I would never be doing it again.
All my own fault, pushed it too far when I should know what my limits are. I just felt that I'd peaked a few weeks ago and was now going backwards, I needed to prove I could do it.
Today was the first run I've done since then and could I have picked a worse day!!?? The sun was out, not too warm though which was good, but boy oh boy! The wind was a nightmare! For at least 28mins of the 30 I ran I was being buffeted by a blustery headwind which I've since found out was over 20mph!! No wonder I was going so slowly. 3.92km in 30mins at an average of 7:40mins per km. Not the best I've ever run, but with 6 days off and the weather against me I don't think I can be too upset. However, I will definitely try and get out at the weekend and try not to leave that much time between runs again. On the plus side, at least I was still able to make it to the 30mins no matter how slow I was. Obviously I have managed to build up some stamina
Happy running everyone! x