I meant to write this yesterday, but ended up back in bed after my run, and doing little else for the rest of the day! After a weekend with a stinking cold (which really hit after I got back from the parkrun - still bragging about completing that!) I dithered about whether or not I should do my Monday run. I decided to go for it as I'm never sure what the rest of the week holds. I set off, already half deciding that this was going to be my first deferred pass (terminology pilfered from a course I attended a few years ago). Got half a mile up the road and realised I had forgotten my water, but couldn't be bothered to go back and start again so carried on. And I did it!! I ran for 28 minutes. Slow, very slow. Much slower than I had been on Saturday. More of a shuffle than a run, but I kept going. And realised that if I can do this feeling like I did, I can do the next 5 runs easily.