I decided on a new direction for week two. Partly due to some embarassing moments during week one run three. I was honked at by a van, possibly laughed at by a car full of teenage boys{this may be paranioa}, and finally, the worst moment, running{and I use that word loosely as we all know how slow we stagger/run on week one} past the firestation whilst the firemen were out playing with their hoses.
So the new direction {dragging mind away from firemen} started well, more pictureseque and, more importantly, quieter. First run good if tiring, second one was better even if it was a bit up and down. But the third one was entirely up hill gaining ever so slowly on a little old man with a stick {I never caught him} I staggered and sweated and had to slow to a walk a few seconds before the end of the 90 secs. Very disappointing but not a total disaster as the next three were downhill or mostly flat and I cruised through them.
Apart from a fight with my sunglasses which became redundant due to the sun going down whilst I was running, the rest went smoothly and I staggered home to find a very grumpy husband. Apparently as I was leaving for my run he was getting out of the car and waving and shouting and I ignored him.
Ooops.. I guess I was already focussed.. not to mention already listening to Laura..
He will forgive me eventually, I hope!