So, after a month or so of consolidation, I'm finally running 5K 'comfortably'. What a glorious feeling!
I hope you don't mind if I ramble for a bit, but I think the most important part of C25K for me has been learning to like (maybe even *whispers* love) running.
Because I HATED running at school - it was painful and humiliating. Always the last over the line, legs in pain, out of breath, being laughed at by everyone. I even have memories of being laughed at by the staff on one particular cross-country hell! And so my journey over the last few months has been as much mental as physical.
I had to stop thinking about where I was in the programme, or how many runs I'd had to repeat, or about weight loss or health benefits or targets. I had to stop comparing myself to others and just try to find the joy in the moment. Because I knew that if I didn't enjoy myself, then running would always be a battle and eventually the couch would win.
My joy was being in the countryside with my dog, preferably at sunrise when it felt like we had the whole world to ourselves. Using my body and the feeling of it getting a little bit stronger every time we went out. And of course making sure I had some super cheesy, empowering tunes to get me through any of the tougher bits. I defy anyone not to get some joy from belting out 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' while doing a sprint-finish.
So, what next? I really really want to take part in a ParkRun, but I'm so worried about that 'last over the line' thing. My local event is a fast one! Even the thought of sympathetic encouragement makes me want to curl up and die, and I don't want that mental set-back.
So maybe a few more 5Ks with the dog and we'll just see what the rest of the spring brings....