Post graduation it was all going so well to building up to 10k quite quickly, but then I tweaked a hamstring and made myself have a week off. I'd done 8k one week, then 9k the next but then... nothing... except a mountain of work and no exercise to offset 16 hours a day in front of the computer.
So after the week's enforced rest and reading the inspiring 10k blogs of juicyju and jenniej (hey, you could be a duet called The Four Jays ), I was more than ready to get outside and shake off the cobwebs. A couple of tentative runs to make sure that nothing hurt and I was ready to have a go at my next milestone this morning.
I started off towards the beach but there was a fierce gale blowing in off the Atlantic so I switched to running down the canal towards the lake. The weather's mild but not great and it was early, so there weren't many people around; just a few dog walkers, some fishermen and the guys tending their oyster beds.
I'd run part way round the lake in week 9 and found it tough, as the loose sand in parts is quite hard to run on and saps the energy, but it was encouraging to find that that's no longer a problem.
I wasn't convinced that I was going to make the full 10k target when I was part way round, but then I didn't seem to get any more tired towards the end (though I could feel my calves tightening up after about 8k) and just kept on going till the magic numbers popped up on the Garmin. I was very aware that I was going slower and slower through the run though.
Quite pleased to have run that distance - and to be enjoying the running. And that's partly thanks to all of you who write so well about your own efforts - it's enormously encouraging.