After a complete fail at week 9 last week (ran for 15 minutes and then walked) I gave myself a full week off. This morning I set out with my daughter's phone as mine is a bit ropey. No GPS for the first 10 minutes of my run. Grrrr!
On the big plus side I did the full 30 minutes but I really wanted the accurate distance. Fudging the numbers (doubling distance from the mid point of the run) Its 3.21 miles, so 5.16 km but I really, really wanted the 'real' distance measured.
I'm finding running really tough. My lungs and my head are working hardest. I hate every step of the first 10 minutes and zone out somewhere after that. I'm always so, so happy when Laura says I can stop. I arrive home with my face pulsing with heat and absolutely done. Sometime over the next 24 hours a sick part of me starts planning the next outing. Think I'm an addict!