My apologies if this is much shorter and more rushed than normal; I was writing a post as soon as I got back in from my run but due to my own shoddiness and a furry kitty rubbing the laptop with her cheek in an over-zealous manner, causing me to pull the laptop out of the way as her pointy face was perilously close to the off button, I clipped the back button with my hand and in a flash, gone was everything I'd written. I had to laugh!
Anyway, I have to leave for work most shortly so this will indeed be shorter, but I wanted to write a bit of a report about the run.
You see, my dearest C25Kers, it started at 0359 when my alarm went off; the tired shambling about commenced and I soon found myself in the kitchen scoffing my pre-run noms, which today consisted of three figs, three Brazil nuts, two dried prunes, sparkling water and, naturally, a rice cake with a peanut butter roof. Very nice. I then proceeded to get ready. Up until now I'd [copies what I've written thus far, pre-empting feline/laptop disaster] been running in jogging bottoms but it's been rather mild/warm of late so I though sod it: it's Friday, it's a longer run, let us go with shorts today. Yeah! After that I checked Laura was still on my phone, which she was; no hiding from the motivational minx today, oh no! Endomondo running and off I went on my warm-up walk.
Goodness, it's cold. I shouldn't have worn shorts! Well, it's too late to do anything about that now. Not really, I could go home and change but no chance, I'm out now and I'm not going back until I've done! It is chilly though. All too soon the walk was over and Laura was instructing me to run and telling me I CAN do this. Can I? It depends. Of course it depends.It depends, of course it depends. (One for the fellow Grand Budapest Hotel fans out there!) But yes, I think I can....
Off I plodded at a steady pace; I soon reached a point where just over a week ago I was quite tired, but I still felt I had quite a bit of energy, which was a good sign! Up a hill, still going strong and before I knew too much about it, the fine Laura was informing me that I'd been running for ten minutes! Really, wow! I still have energy! Fifteen minutes in now and I was getting hot; thank the God of Shorts that I chose that form of attire today! I went on, daring to increase my pace a little. Two minutes to go and I've covered quite a distance; getting tired now, especially so in the last minute but wooooow: Laura was now telling me to walk, and was congratulating me! Walk?! To hell with that: I'm running to that bus stop which I've set as my target and nothing will stop me! [Copies more text] I defied Laura (!) and continued to the bus stop. Then past it. I decided a short while later that walking was now in order, a good two minutes (oh dear, I'll be in her bad books!) after Laura told me to stop....
What a wonderful sense of achievement. Anyone sat here reading this now (thank you for getting this far, well done!) believe me, you CAN get to this stage! It was incredible. I only realised how tired I was when I started my warm-down walk. It was amazing though; I can't believe I just did that and have come so far in the plan. I feel like an Ethiopian legend of running. Could I get that good if I keep this up? Well, it's Haile likely! (Geddit?! )
I got home and immediately had some milk, and some yoghurt and honey, before I had my 'proper' breakfast, then I realised that this morning I'd be having three breakfasts!
So yes, it all went very, very well and I feel so pleased with myself. I hope everyone else has brilliant runs too; good luck to you all, and of course, my fellow Fivers this week. Well, Sixers now!
Onward, to week six!