Following on from my W6R3 success at the gym on Sunday, Michael and I headed outside to tackle W7R1 this morning.
It was a mixture of pavement pounding (lightly though, lightly) and park pootling (slowly though, slowly). Poorly timed set-off, as plenty of mums were still lingering at the school gates, but I smiled and passed them by.
It was hard. The wind blew my lovely new Sweaty Betty running cap off twice - luckily it caught on my ponytail and I was able to anchor it back on mid-run (the second time, tightening the fit so it didn't happen again😝). Every fibre in my being wanted to stop practically the whole way round, but every fibre in my being wanted to nail it, too! Then suddenly, only 5 minutes to go, then just 1 minute....didn't have enough for a speed-up at the end (sorry MJ)...and I've done it, the whole 25, outside!
Roll on W7R2, I have a different location in mind for my next run....but give me a couple of days first...🏃♀️❤️