Feeling back on track after that terrible run on Saturday. Went out this morning. No sun, so no shadow to laugh at for a start! Went much slower, much better. Even though chunky people (not as chunky as me) were overtaking with slow walking. I thought I would go back to Week 8 but somehow I ended up listening to Week 9 and suddenly Laura said well done you've done 15 minutes which is when I realised. I had a couple of little stops to catch my breath but I think these were more psychological than physical needs, and I managed the 30 minutes shuffling along. I won't count it as Run 2 though because of the stops. Running outside is WAY HARDER still and my legs are dead. But I am now looking forward to the challenge of getting better at it. For about 10 seconds I actually enjoyed it. The view was amazing! Brighton is a great place to run, no one cares what you look like. As I shuffled past a man in a mini skirt and a fur coat this morning who was clearly very comfortable with himself, I realised this!