I'd not been out running since last Wednesday's rather chaotic attempt at W5r3. So I decided tonight was going to be the night. Left Daft Dog at home (with the promise of a long walk later), and went out feeling that it was very unlikely I'd manage this, having only managed one run per week for the past couple of weeks.
I decided to just take it five minutes at a time, and see what happened. The first eight were tough - uncomfortable and three of them uphill - but after that the road levelled off and I found it all felt fine. At fifteen minutes I was getting tired, but sheer stubbornness kicked in and kept me going - turns out I'm even more stubborn than the gremlins!
Twenty minutes. Done! Seriously felt as good as graduating! Roll on the next few weeks now. I can do this. I WILL do this.