Morning lovely runners!
Well hello week 6 run 2. You're not so tough, right?
Boy was I wrong! Although it started out OK, I was thrown off my stride a bit by excessive puddle-jumping on the canal tow path, and was suddenly filled with a few nagging doubts. The bridge I usually reach just before the half way point seemed an awfully long way off. So - I had a stern word with myself, told myself to slow down a bit, and that if I could run for 20 minutes I could definitely run for 10. I was glad when Jo said it was time to slow down though. The walk break, the last ever of C25K for me, was welcome, but I suddenly realised that I can do this, so I attacked the second 10 minutes at a sensible pace, but with a new resolve.
I did walk for a few paces, but only because there were 2 dog walkers coming the other way, and it was either that, jump in a deep puddle, or in the canal. So I'm just pretending that didn't happen
By the time I got back I was considerably sweatier than usual (sorry - TMI!) so maybe that's why I found it harder, presumably I was putting in more effort than normal. But - I got through, and was feeling quite good about it by the end.
Anyway, there you go. I think it proves yet again that if you follow the programme, the battle is very much mental. Time for that well-earned cuppa now