Week two. Run two.
First time tonight, I thought it was a bit of a chore. Finished week 1 on a high, took the weekend off and completed run . The increase to 90 seconds was slightly harder than I anticipated, but despite desperately wishing the last 15 seconds to hurry up, I did it.
Long day at work today. Back home. Oh. Bum. Got to run.
Get changed, off to park and on to usual course. Just wasn't feeling it. A couple of times I thought "I'll just stop early-no-one will know".
But I didn't stop, because, you know what "I would have known". And I'm so glad I didn't stop because as I write this I realise that the 60 second runs I struggled with only 10 days ago are a breeze. And I'm not "out of puff" after doing the 90 seconds-in fact, a couple of times tonight Michael Johnson's dulcet tones telling me to slow down and stop were a surprise rather than the relief they'd been previously. I would also have known when I'd told the few friends (growing by the day) what I'm doing that it was going well, if I'd even "cheated" by a few seconds. Plus the only way I'm going to do that 3 minutes next week, is by doing the yards and minutes this week.
Physically, I already feel so much better. Trotted up three sets of steep stairs at work today without that tight feeling in my chest I'd accepted as part of ageing.
And I'm eating healthier too. Im sure there's going to ups and downs. Perhaps moving my route will help. On grass at the moment, but eyeing up the local roads and planning routes to go with the Spotify playlist (Bark Psychosis tonight, the Fall before tonight). I will need to invest in some decent running shoes too I think-particularly and f m going off off road.