W5 R1 in the bag. For me, that is a big deal in itself but even bigger than that, she who must be obeyed, the off-spring and my good self are at Centre Parcs and yet I STILL did my run!
I did the run yesterday and technically it's two days late but I did it.
Admittedly my legs are aching like mad things, I can barely get up out of the chair, at least without chimpanzeeing (ooh, ooh, oooh - aaah, aaah, aaaaaah!) but I did it!!
I'm not sure I will do my other scheduled runs this week as I am not really getting the rest days. The cycling/swimming etc. with the 'orrible 'erberts is killing me. Honestly, I ache ALL over. I don't want to over do it and hurt myself.
The run itself was brilliant though.
I hated running when there were other people about. It was sooooooooo embarrassing! But here I am, only 5 weeks later actually running around Centre Parcs with other people watching and everything. O.M.G! I am in my late 30's. Very late. OK, nearly 46.
If you had said that to me 5 weeks ago I would have laughed myself hoarse. Me? Running? In front of people? On holiday??
I reached the end of the last 5 minute run and I almost cried. I was quite overwhelmed with what I had achieved.
I don't compare myself to others, I can't. I daren't. There are those on here who have overcome some incredible adversity to reach their milestones which I have not and I would feel a fraud to do so BUT I am going to applaud my own achievement. I have gone from being out of shape and awfully unfit to feeling happier in myself than I have for a long time and able to run 3 sets of 5 minutes without keeling over or dying of embarrassment.
I know I swing from high to low regarding my runs and this one was high and the next one might not be but I am going to enjoy it for what it was. I feel that the day will come quite soon when I am running without stopping. Just allowing myself to think that, is no mean feat.