I so nearly bailed it this morning.I'd planned to run...I planned it and looked forward to it all through yesterday,but this morning the idea wasn't so appealing( funny how that happens).
Dreary skies,plus a 2-day old painkiller-resistant headache...so what to do ? Another coffee ? Snuggle back down under the duvet and read a few more inspiring posts on here ? (and there have been some really amazing ones lately ).
No...guilt got to me and as I slowly prepped for my run I told myself the fresh air and moderate exercise ( ha ! ) could only do the head some good and besides, I could turn back at any point.So that's what got me out the door today.
Well,I did 10.7 K.....oh yes !!! ... I'm pretty ecstatic about that 
I thought I'd get to maybe 3 or 4K ,then turn back...but I didn't feel too bad,so I thought I'd aim for a bit further.
I ran out to the Stamina podcast,then switched to my playlist.
Between 7 and 8K I felt a bit rubbish...too warm,breathing out of sync,"can't do this " popping into my brain every 30 seconds,but it would have been a shame to stop at that point and anyway the thought of a slow run back was more appealing than a long walk home !
At about the 9K mark I changed direction ...into the blessed cool breeze...lovely ....and seemed to grow someone else's legs- legs which still had it in them to run...and run I did , all the way back,misjudging the route a bit so I ended up at 10.7K when I reached the little stone bridge ...my stopping point.
This time last year I hadn't even heard of C25K and if anyone had said I'd be running 10 K -or any distance,come to think of it,well I'd have needed scraping off the floor !
This is the second time I've managed to run " the ten ". I graduated last September and pootled around three times a week ,just getting used to the whole running thing. Since February I started to increase the length of my runs by 10% and got to 8K at the end of March.
A planned visit ' home' in April and an eagerly anticipated catch up over tea and cake with my best and oldest friend "B" (friends since we were 9 years old) spurred me on to go for the 10K. She's always been so supportive .....and not a little flabbergasted ,by my new found ' hobby' and I just wanted to see her jaw drop when I told her how far I could run....and drop it did...almost down to her slice of coffee and walnut
You see,she knows what a sport-hating couch potato I'd always been.We were always the ones at school with a myriad of ready excuses to get us out of games...all games.
At the register in the changing room,I was the one piping up " A cold, Miss" ...or "P, Miss" ( apologies if that's TMI chaps)... anything to regularly dip out of hockey , netball etc....well, as often as I could get away with it...and she was just as bad !
So , that's what got me from 8 to 10 K in what seemed like quite a leap ,for me anyway.
I managed 6 or 7 runs while I was away, but the longest was only 7.4 K...I found it quite challenging running along the windy coast. So I am really dead chuffed to have got that second 10 under my belt today...well, did I mention it was actually 10.7 ??
I have to pinch myself on a regular basis.....I'm not sure my head has actually got round the fact that ' I am a runner !! ',
though I can't imagine not doing this 3 or 4 times a week now....so I guess I must be.
The C25K programme and this forum are amazing, I'm just so glad I found it and discovered how life changing the whole running thing can be.....words don't seem adequate somehow.
Haven't posted in a long while..... though I'm always on here reading and sometimes commenting.
Hope you can forgive this lengthy ramble.....
Happy running ,lovely people xx
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first time giving up on a run and turns out it could have been my best !! figures
Finally - after 10 days and 5 attempts, Week 5 done! 
On my wAy to 10k 
