Tonight I ran for 20 mins This run was a mixed bag from the start! The first 5 minutes were ok but I would have gladly stopped after them. The next 5 were surprisingly easy and I felt good - until, that is, I realised that before I could round the corner and start the 'long hill' which had been spoiling my anticipation of this run, I had the 'shorter steeper' hill which lead right into it! How did I fail to consider it at any point??? The thing is every run so far had fallen so that there was a recovery interval either during or directly after the 'shorter steeper' hill! They were two separate challenges. When it dawned me, more than half way through my 20 mins that I was going to have to do them both I gritted my teeth and began aiming for just the next lamppost. When I started to feel that I was on the verge of giving up, I found myself doing a mental checklist : legs? OK, very OK in fact. Breathing? Heavy but not laboured, would prefer to recover but more than ok to carry on. Heart? Seems to be doing a sound job, nothing peculiar going on there. So must be the mental challenge then... Making me feel mildly nauseous? No, that'll be the hill... Oh, here's the corner! Oh, I'm on the flat! Just 2 more minutes? I CAN run 2 minutes. What? Finished? Really? I did it! I DID IT!! I DID IT!!!!
Smile took a while to form - teeth were still gritted - but now it goes from ear to ear