Sunday morning 7.15am who would ever have thought that I would be pulling on my kit and off out for a trot? Uphill is still a struggle presumably because I am more used to running on a treadmill (and I live in the Yorkshire Dales which are not known for their flat plains!) The sheep weren't as startled this morning either which is an improvement and I loved it. I didn't care that actual people could see me because I was doing it...running without dying! Two more to go to graduation and I have signed up for a Santa Fun Run with Fat Club on 29th Nov so will continue to push myself for that. Who knew I could do this!?