Morning keen runnerbeans,
What a difference a day('s rest) makes, 48 little hours...
W8R2 I was a dead man barely moving by the end of the run. Yes it was my furthest distance, at just over 5k including the walk, but boy did it take it out of me. So - with the words of Oldfloss and Sadie-runs gently screaming in my ear "told you so, slow and steady!!!" I did just that, I found my comfortable pace, then slowed it down a little. What a difference! At no point in the run did I feel that I couldn't manage it.
The run itself was fairly uneventful. I ran through a few of the more shallow puddles, slowed to nearly a walk over a mudbath, said "hello" to various dog walkers, intrepid joggers, and random people. I turned round at the half way point (of course) and made it back to the start point of my run exactly when the time was up. I even managed a 30 second sprint finish. When I say "sprint" I of course mean slightly less snail like.
So, that's done. Week 9? I'm coming for you!!
Thanks as always to everyone who's been cheering me on. And an encouragement to those of us new at this programme, if I can do this, you certainly can. It's amazing, and fun!