Last week I decided I was going to repeat the week 3 run a couple more times as I found if so hard. But this morning I decided to try the dreaded week 4 and it's 5 minute runs.
I'm not going to lie...it was tough. Very tough.
This morning was terribly cold and the usually soft grass I run on was frozen and frosty.
The first 3 minuter, unlike last week, was not too bad.
The first 5 minuter was hard but it was sooo good to have done it.
The second 3 minuter was very hard, by that point I was getting puffed and my legs were starting to feel so very heavy. I told myself that if I finished this part I'd walk the rest of the way and attempt it again on Friday.
But then the buzzer went off for the last run and I found myself stumbling. I didn't really run the last 5 minuter so much as inch forward in a mokery of the act of running. I took it one step at a time and screamed at myself in my head the whole time. Afterwards I almost collapsed besides a very surprised deer and tried not to vomit.
But I did it. Then I walked the mile home.
I can't express how proud I am!
A friend who is a runner seemed remarkably unimpressed when I told her I'd run 5 minutes straight not once but twice but to me, who has never run further than 200m, who wasn't allowed to run at school, it feels like a milestone!
I just hope I can do it again on Friday...