Just had to share the fact that at 5am this morning, after a restless night tossing and turning (and when sleeping, DREAMING about running, for goodness' sake!) I DID IT!!!
It is safe to say I've been dreading the 20 minute run but off I went. 5 minutes in was quite hard; I had the usual doubts and gremlins trying to persuade me that, "You're getting puffed out!" and "Your legs hurt!" and "Another 15 minutes of this - you are being ridiculous!"
Then something quite peculiar happened. A song came on my iPod which seemed to fit perfectly with my stride. I was suddenly no longer so puffed out and...erm...my legs weren't really hurting. Laura announced 10 minutes had passed and I actually began to feel positive about finishing. And so went the rest of the run - relatively painless, dare I say enjoyable in parts and I felt GOOD.
So then, the strange moment at the end of the run when I felt a huge beam on my face and actually wanted to sob with joy and glee at having finished! Haven't felt such a high for ages.
Now trying not to get overconfident (this is soooo me, but I'm already worrying that maybe it was a fluke and will feel harder next time!! Please tell me to stop being ridiculous and get a grip; I won't be offended!)