W4R3 this morning, felt great (despite the spritzers and chilli last night) and excited to see if I could smash the 5 minute runs again or if it was just wishful thinking. Nice and cool in the woods and I just took it light and slow on the track through the trees. Then one of those surreal things happened - a fox was trotting along in the opposite direction, and as we passed each other there was a split second of eye contact, almost acknowledgment of each other, before he sloped away! I feel like I have earned my name now!
I've really enjoyed Week 4, it feels like it's all coming together - pace, breathing, sense of achievement and the new sense of chilled out confidence that I can do this and it's not a race!