The moment of the much-discussed W5R3 arrived sooner than expected, as my husband has been called in for an operation tomorrow and obviously this programme must go on the back burner until we know what’s what.
So off I set alone in the park, determined to complete Week 5 and loving the sunshine and the nip in the air.
I probably started too fast, watching my shadow and thinking “that’s not a light jog, that’s a walk in disguise...”
At the 10 minute mark, I was out of breath and puffing and thinking that I would try again another week and suddenly, an extraordinary new energy took over and it was as though I had only just started running. I knew at that moment what runners on this Forum have described as “the legs took over”.
“Run for your life if you can, little girl” sang Paul McCartney into my ears and I just smiled.
At Sarah’s 2 min marker, I waited for the 1 min and was going to do a last push of pace, but then suddenly it was all over!
20 mins without stopping...I cannot believe how exhilarating it was. if I can do this, an old puffing Granny (tarted up in snazzy running tights and an MnS stripey top), any of you lovely runners can do it too!
We have been prepared for this...it’s just a question of going out and doing it. The rewards are simply the best.