Well, title says it all. Dropped Hubby-to-Be at his second gym session of the week and, after a brief discussion on 'why don't I run in the area the leisure centre is in?' (Main road. Right next to a local secondary school. I think not.) I took myself to the park again and, despite Cecelia's half hearted attempt to remind me that I have a slight cold, I grabbed a pack of tissues and did my run to the end, even with my leg muscles burning a bit as Sarah piped up telling me that the last minute was coming up. (For this run I found thinking "it's only 3 minutes...with 2 more after for good luck, i can do that" was quite helpful)
The aftermath finds me sitting in the coffee shop of the leisure centre waiting for HTB to finish his session so we can go home for a late breakfast. Bring on week 5!