It was only a while ago I was posting about hitting the wall in week 6. All the joy I'd felt from running for 20 mins in week 5 had been replaced by a real struggle to even run for 8 minutes.
I went into week 7 thinking " I'll just do my best- if I have to do it again, so be it." And I have managed to complete the whole week- am feeling so chuffed with myself!
Had to chuckle to myself tonight... me, a vision in barbie pink ( pink is really not my colour either) and lycra, thrashing through puddles, doing my odd kind of limp/ dance/run thing in the torrential rain with a grin on my face like I was actually enjoying it (I was!) .... even dog walkers that know me from dog walking in all conditions were looking at me like I'd really lost it big style! Then I wonder why my 'signature' running song is 'Bonkers!
But, they can think what they like.....tonight I ran my fastest mile ( I know it isn't fast by many people's standards but 10.30 is amazeballs (!) for me) and ran the furthest I ever have without stopping- just short of 2 1/2 miles. I lost count of how many times I ran around the local park and to think just 6 weeks ago, just a quarter circuit of it seemed completely unachievable. It is such fabulous feeling seeing that improvement in myself- it feels amazing
Best wishes to all, Beth x