My ageing eyes told me that I would be running 23 mins but no Jo told me it was 25...too late to back out, I’d started!
So completed W6R3.
I’m on the treadmill; just wish I could take my mind elsewhere other than the clock. I listen to the radio (chat in-between music helps) but my garden is not a good view. I try and take my mind to think of something else but just can’t! So - yes a sense of achievement but still can’t say I’m enjoying it properly. Good news is nothing hurts and not out of breath 😁