When I set off on my business trip I was on W3.
It was beautifully warm and sunny and at that stage of C25K it was light joffling interspersed with walks.
The next 3 weeks were spent in California and Canada where it was also glorious sunshine and the runs were as flat as a pancake on proper asphalt purpose built running tracks or lake front paths.
So the slow build up to the 20 and then 25 mins hadn't been so bad.
And then today it was W7R1.
Difference being when I left it was 32C and now I am back it is 11C. And there are no walks.
So off I went looking resplendent in my long sleeved dayglo yellow wicked running top (Walmart $8!) looking more like a Minion that had really let himself go over the years rather than a W7 runner.
Brisk walk was fine and then around the bend just as the run started and in front of me was the calf killing never ending 900 meter long incline of pain.
The cold weather and the extra effort meant my breathing was all over the place as my asthma was all wheezy and coughing. My calves were on fire.
So I just slowed right down. Breathed he best I could and focused on the pylon up ahead in the field.
MJ told me well done for running for 5 minutes already and that I must be in a great rhythm by now.
I promptly told MJ to **** off and that my last dying words were going to be to a voice on a recorded podcast.
So I just resigned myself to getting through it. The slope was there whether I liked it or not and despite someone pouring concrete on my calves and stuffing a pillow across my nose and mouth I carried on.
Next thing he is telling me it's 12.5 minutes. So mentally I know it's all downhill from there.
I reached the next village road sign but this time decided I would touch the one on the opposite side of the road as it showed the village speed limit. 30km/h.
Or as I now like to think, a reminder of how long I will be running for at the end of the program.
The way back was slightly easier as the lung I had coughed up on the way was no longer eating me down.
And then it was done.
So I just have to accept the fact that from 25 to 28 and then 28-30 is always going to be on the home stretch which is the enjoyable bit.
I'm always going to have to start with the slope of death.
So I was chuffed when I had completed it today but at the same time thought 'damn!....now that I have done it the once I have no excuse for not doing runs 2 and 3.'
Still....the trees are starting to look nice.