I'm not going to lie, I was slightly dreading today's run as it just seemed such a big jump from week 3.
The first three-minute run was fine, I almost met a gremlin in the first five-minute run, but managed to body-swerve the little bugger, I definitely told Sarah M to sod off during those five minutes too and then, all of a sudden, I was just 'there'. I'd found my rhythm, I'd found my pace and I felt like the Queen of the World!
When the last five-minute run finished I wanted to keep going, I had loads more left in the bag, but, like the good C25K'er I am, I resisted the temptation and did the five-minute cool-down walk just as I was told.
My Jabra app tells me I did 4.36k which I'm thrilled to bits with. (Before anyone says I'm going too fast, I started this with a reasonably good level of fitness and I have a pretty fast walking pace. I walk between 8 and 10k daily with my dogs at a fair old pace)
Anyhow, I think I'm actually beginning to believe that this ex-smoker, soon to be 50 me might possibly be a runner and I can't believe how happy that's actually making me feel. I'm buzzing!