Thought about today's run all week - and dreaded it!
Woke up with a stinking cold, opened the curtains to see snow, and thought it would be even more impossible...
However, it was fine. Actually, more than fine. Went really, really slowly, but had a bit of a burst of actual running towards the end and felt so, so proud Would quite like to do it again now!
Anyone who's building up to that final run of week 5, fear not! If I can do it, anyone can.