Have just had a lovely little time catching up on everyone's progress after a long weekend away. You're all doing marvellously and are my inspiration - well done all!
Well, the first thing on my mind after arriving back home this afternoon was my W6R3... This is weird and unexpected, but I was so looking forward to my run! Desperate to get out there before it got dark, I fired Laura up along with my favourite playlist and headed off to what is now my favourite (and lucky!) canal route.
Ignoring my initial woe as Laura let me know I'd run five minutes (felt sure I mustve been halfway!), I relaxed into my run, plodding along, skidding a little on the muddy path, but focused and determined, overtaking dog walkers and getting into something of a (slow) rhythm. If felt pretty ok and I somehow knew in my head I was going to do it - stopping was not an option!
It's a pretty route and I was distracted by the ducks antics, the sweet names of the boats on the water and other runners and walkers, exchanging smiles as we passed. The run went quickly today and on that last minute burst, encouraged by Laura, I upped the pace just a little to the end. 25 minutes of running achieved - No more slip ups in week 6 thank goodness!
As I walked back home and Laura let me know she reckoned I was a real runner now, I felt like a complete fool as I got a bit choked up! Luckily I was close to home and nobody saw the sweaty red midget leaking a little tear! Wk6 has been an eye opener for me, especially getting to grips with running outside and leaving the treadmill... I can truthfully say, I can't wait for Wk 7, R1 on Wednesday
Thank you to everyone for all the encouragement, support and for rooting for me after my failed run 2. You're fab!