'Tis done. In real life. The mighty 5k was breached in a whisker under 35 minutes. There was no tickertape parade, no fireworks, not even John Inverdale to make fatuous, ill-judged comments. However, at approximately 6.30pm last night, MM witnessed the moment when I ran a continuous 5k.
There were moments when it seemed unlikely. I read many posts involving scenic country routes; the chirrup of a bird, the gentle breeze through the leaves and the distant rumble of a tractor to invigorate the senses. Not so much here. Our second lap of the industrial estate was a definite low point, as was the incline approaching Tesco's car park. Nevertheless, undeterred, we battled on. The 5k point was just shy of the Royal Mail sorting office. It's details like this you never forget. ☺
MM has promised to take me to some more picturesque locations from now on. These are proper 5k runs he says, rather than runninh round and round in circles til we get dizzy. I can't wait.
I too long to run along a beautiful scenic route rather than the suburban streets that are my usual stamping ground. However, as Ully says, a 5k is a 5k regardless of where we run it 
You know you have caught the \"running bug\" when...?
How do you know it's 5k?
Will I actually ever run 5K?
I have actually run 5k😀
Actually reaching 5K...
