Well, after Monday's fab run, I was expecting last night to be a little bit harder - and it was! A whole 60 mins of running, with no walking at all. It's times like this I'm glad I'm so stubborn, cos that's the only thing that got me through it all... Up to 30 mins I was telling myself 'you know you can do this - you've done it before!' - and after that it was counting down each 5 minutes to the end. Around 45 mins though, suddenly everything felt easy and comfortable, to my surprise. Sadly that didn't last more than a few minutes, and the last 10 mins were hard work - although I still managed to speed up a bit for the last minute or two.
Right now I'm *so* proud of myself for getting this far - and when Mr Rainbow did the conversion from miles to km and pointed out that I'm only at 75% of the distance I need to get to, I didn't let that burst my bubble. Instead, I decided to rejoice in the fact that I'd run a whopping great 7.5km!!! That's my longest ever continuous run, and I'm very chuffed indeed!