This week marks 6 months since I started W1R1 (for the second time, but I'm not counting the first false start). This morning I ran because I can, but more than that I ran because I wanted to! Before starting C25K I was totally run-averse, for the first 6 weeks I kept thinking 'this will be the one I can't do', from week 7 I began to believe I could complete the program. Graduation was amazing but I wondered if I could make myself continue. Hey! I did! 3Ks, 4Ks, 5Ks and even one 6K! I haven't run three times every week, I've had minor injuries that have held me back, but I have discovered grit and determination ... and a bit of a liking for running
After twenty + (wonderful) years of child-rearing, I've achieved something for myself and by myself. It's not done; the 30 minute 5K still eludes me, I haven't been brave enough to try Parkrun, I'd like to gradually extend my distance and one day run 10K - and I believe I will.
About to go away. Kit packed. Seaside route mapped out. Can't wait. (Winter run kit ordered, ready to be picked up this afternoon, so no excuses when I get back :D)
So far this has been a brilliant journey and all because a friend just happened to mention she had just completed the program ... oh, AND because I stumbled across the lovely people here.
Thanks to everyone who has supported me, good luck to anyone who is just starting out, and happy running to one and all!