And just like that it was done!
Taking on board lots of the advice I got in my last post, I headed out on Sunday morning having planned a new route I thought would be enjoyable, achievable and rewarding, and was delighted to find that I was right! Sunny, bright, calm...perfect.
For the first time in the whole programme I managed to run the full 5k (and a few wobbly steps more) and punched the air with both hands when my faithful companion Laura told me "That's it!". What a feeling! Relief, pride and exhaustion all rolled into one, and making the last nine weeks totally worth it.
What made it really special, is that I live near an old steam railway and at the weekend they had special "Day out with Thomas the Tank Engine" days. On my way back towards the start / finish point, the path i was running along took me alongside the railway tracks as a train (complete with face on the front) full of excited little kids and their families headed out for some fun. 25 minutes in to my 30 minutes stint - and flagging slightly - the engine tooted its whistle and i looked up to see lots of people waving as they rolled by in their carriages. Honestly, I was so happy I could have cried. I ran along smiling and waving back and I couldn't have felt better if i'd been breaking the tape at the finish line in the NY marathon.
I know we don't know one and other well at all, but I wish those of you who've taken the time to comment on my posts could have been there too. Thank you for helping me over the line.