Today was I day I was both looking forward to and dreading in equal measure. After a good W5 I knew that W6 was going to be tough, but it was harder than I thought - not because its harder than any other week; but because it was just as hard physically whilst mentally tougher. No two runs the same since W4 have made each run an unknown. And I liked the consistency of the earlier runs.
However, this morning I set out for a full, non-stop, 25 minute run. To start, the gremlins were out, but the great thing about the longer runs is you are able to get into a rhythm and your mind just drifts (I don't play music on my runs). They got bored.
So I just concentrated on running till the halfway bell, running a little more and turning round and coming back. It felt good - at least until Mr Johnson drawled that I had 5 minutes left. Suddenly my rhythm went to pot, I felt a stitch coming on and panting along I was now thinking about running down the clock.
60 seconds to go and Michael was back telling me if I felt I had enough in the tank I should push for a 'strong finish'. Well I pushed. Although any innocent bystander watching, probably noticed little change in my actual speed, but my face was full of grit and determination! Right up until I realised I was running straight towards a hill... Fortunately Michael came to my rescue this time and told me I'd finished and to slow-down to a brisk walk - though I'm not sure the words 'slow-down or 'brisk' were appropriate descriptions for what happened. More like 'straighten-up' and 'amble'.
But, I did it, and to me it feels much sweeter than W5R3! Next week I get to repeat it three more times. Just consistent long runs ahead - I can smell the 30 minutes now. And, most importantly this morning Michael Johnson called me a RUNNER!!!