Just an update from an old cynic that hated running with a passion. Completed the c24k about two months ago and then ventured out into the cold world of slippery tarmac and unforgiving hills. The previous 9 weeks were accomplished inside on a treadmill - and boy did I notice the difference, for a start, it's far more difficult outside....
The first month was just trying to replicate my previous indoor achievement, it took a few weeks to manage a 30 minute non stop run. It was very much hit or miss, I maintained 3 runs a week but I wasn't seeing much progress and I thought I'd be enjoying it a bit more. Month 2 started off a bit better. Better speeds and pace and I could see with my phone app I was increasing the distance and pushing myself far more, a lot more. An extra 2k to be exact, and shhhh don't tell anyone but I was beginning to really like it. I got back from my 7Km run this morning and after my shower, went onto Google maps to see where on the lovely route I run, could I add another 1km.
I'm delighted with my progress.
And low and behold, after the run this morning, about an hour after, I got this thought in my head, would it kill me if I went out now and done another run......
It's finally happened, I'm bitten by the bug