It has been 2 months since my last run so it was great to get back into it this morning. For the last couple of months I have had this horrendous cold with a chest infection and a hacking cough that everyone else seemed to get around Christmas (I thought I had escaped but sadly not). I finally felt well enough to attempt a run today. In my head I wanted to do 2 x 10 minute intervals to ease myself back in, see how my chest would feel and to see how much fitness I had lost.
I was pleasantly surprised as I felt great after my 1st 10 minute interval and decided that rather than double back I would loop round a housing estate which I knew would be longer. I walked 1 minute and then set up my 2nd 10 minute interval. This went well and I thought "I know what, I'll go for a 7 minute interval" so I extended my run a bit more. As I had run an extra 7 minutes I once again did a 1 minute walk and then promptly ran for a 2nd 7 minute interval. By this point I was starting to get tired and knew that I needed to head towards home. I felt like I had slowed down although my pace was consistent according to Strava and I wasn't really paying any attention to how fast I was going as all I wanted to do was concentrate on finishing without collapsing in a coughing fit! That last 7 minutes dragged on for an eternity and I was passed by a 6ft tall man with legs up to my shoulders it seemed and who leisurely jogged by with a dog whilst I was puffing and panting with a beetroot red face!
I am so proud of myself as when I checked Strava at the end I had covered 5k without even expecting to and my pace was consistent (I deliberately went slow).
It's so good to be back!