I managed to drag myself out for W9R1 today. For some reason I lost all motivation, depsite having a good W8. A big thank you to GingerBohemian and Sadie-runs for saying what I needed to hear to stop me moaning and get me out the door!
Normally I run in the beautiful Parc de St Cloud that sits on a hill overlooking Paris. It's the only park nearby, and is up 150 steep steps. With my zero motivation I couldn't face the steps so I decided to run around the streets where I live. And after all my apathy the run was fine! Legs felt ok (apart from going up the hills, but not bad enough to stop me), breathing was fine. I even went a bit further as I'd promised my daughter I'd go via the sushi shop for lunch, so I did 4.4km in 33 mins. But the thing that was missing was the thing that has been the most unexpected on this journey and I think the most rewarding - the pure joy and exhilaration you can get from running. I had no idea that existed when I started running, and I think it's that which will keep me going more than anything. Maybe running around the streets doesn't do it for me, I'll go back to the park next time. It's been such a learning experience for me in so many ways, and still is, and I can't believe I'm now running for 30 minutes and feeling fine (and complaining that now I want joy as well!)
The big shock of the day though was when Laura said goodbye! I absolutely wasn't ready for that. 😢 I still have 2 runs to go!! I've been reading lots of great posts about how to stay motivated after graduation, I can see that I'll be needing all that advice. This forum is fantastic (and makes the journey all the more joyful...)