At lunch time today I fell in through the front door and screamed at my husband " I've done it!" Hot, sweaty, red-faced but beaming - yes I'd just completed Wk9R3! Who'd have thought it?
It took me 12 weeks, which included a few repeat runs and a two week break looking after my grandson but much to my (and my family's) surprise and amazement I've done it. I still huff and puff and want to give up during those first five minutes or so but on I plod. I think my very first post was sharing my concern that 90 secs of running sounded impossible and I didn't think I could do it, but the encouragement of others got me out there for week 2 and 3 and right on to week 9.
My previous running experience was 52 years ago at aged 14; being a non-athletic type I had to take part in the school sports day race for those that didn't do any other event - and I came last! (Thank goodness the following year I discovered more of an aptitude for the discus and javelin!).
Thank you to everyone who posts here as although I haven't contributed much, reading about others' highs and lows has kept me encouraged and motivated.
No great plans (as yet) for the future other than to keep running and hoping to speed up a little and huff and puff less.