I DID IT! Week Nine, Run Three - and now I'm a Graduate.
The run was good, kept a steady and oh so slow pace, and remembered to breathe all the way - an achievement in itself! No fresh goat pooh, no mobility scooter riders to stalk, and even the trams were on time, so I didn't repeatedly pass the same people waiting on the platform as I went past - they definitely think its weird, seeing the same girl several times, getting redder and redder each time.
Although the run was this morning - early, before it got too hot for a change - I'm still in shock, I think. I'm not ashamed to admit that during the five minute warm down, there were tears, some whoops, and even a bit of air punching, followed by more tears. And then I took a few minutes to chill and think on the beach.
So, what conclusions did I come to, while I was thinking? Well, number one is that I CAN RUN. Before I started this journey (I sound like someone from the X Factor, sorry,) my standard reply to anyone who asked was "I don't DO running." I even had a medical excuse - my SLE means that I get joint problems, and running would make it worse. I was wrong. With the help of the programme, and the support of you all, I made it.
I've also realised that no matter what others say, however they take the mick or try to belittle what I've down, I can be proud, and I am - not just of me, but of all of you too, the from the graduates to the newbies, because this is a big - a HUGE - thing we're doing, and we deserve to be totally bloody chuffed of ourselves.
So, in conclusion - we are awesome. And if, like me, you don't have anybody willing to give you a celebratory hug and a high five each and every time you complete a run in this programme, come here and get a virtual one - they actually last longer, anyway.
Thanks for listening, and in the words of Jerry Springer - look after yourselves - and each other.
She thought she couldn't - but she DID.
xxxx