I did the run yesterday afternoon - and I loved it! In Week 8, minutes 15-20 were tough. I hesitate to use the phrase 'hitting the wall' because this is not a marathon, but I had to really push through these. But yesterday, I hit 15 mins, turned around (because I run up and down the canal) and kept going with little fuss. I had a brief moment of 'Oh, I could stop right now' at about 23 mins, but I put this down to the little wooded area I run through then where I pulled up miserably in Week 7. Then I merrily trotted on. With one minute left, I upped my pace and when Laura said slow down, I could have kept going for at least another minute. Throughout the run, I was feeling happy and excited - is this a runner's high?
Loved it! I have this urge to find my old PE teacher and tell her of my achievements!