I have been doing all my runs to date on the treadmill and was thrilled to manage 5k in 33 mins on my last W8 run (I went over time to make the distance). This morning I thought I would tackle the week 9 runs outside so I took our ever-loyal, but not all that patient, dog along.
Right, firstly, who put all those hills and that sand out there?
Secondly, who else has a dog with a superiority complex? In a sort of crog (x between jog and crawl) up the last hill of the morning I glanced at the dawg and he was WALKING beside me with a pitying, bored and resigned expression and he actually whined (he often does this when I stop to chat with other dog walkers - it means HURRY UP).
I managed to spend 30 minutes covering 4K so feeling very deflated. Will cheer myself up with the thought that after two more runs of 30 mins I will have earned a lovely 'graduate' badge!
Should've gone outside sooner.