Well, who would have thought it? Certainly not me when I posted after completing week 1 last Sunday morning. All I can say is what a difference a week makes! Last Sunday I was in tears, couldn't breathe and was despondent to say the least. This week I slowed down, got my breathing sorted out, and have been surprised when the running sections ended as I haven't been begging for mercy. Tonight I finished with a sprint ( by my standards - I won't be getting called up for Rio 2016!) and felt great.
I know there is still a very long way to go, but as a 50 year old with several health issues, who just a few short weeks ago could barely walk due to plantar fasciitis in my left foot, I feel amazed. My husband is a runner, and I've always told him that I couldn't run, so he was surprised when 2 weeks ago I announced that I was going to embark on C25K. He says he's proud of me, and tonight I felt proud of myself!
A huge thanks to those who relied to my post last Sunday and who gave me advice and encouragement - it obviously worked!