So leaving week 8 feeling triumphant I ventured 230plus miles south for the weekend and had a wonderful meal and champagne on Friday excited about graduating C25K this week and my upcoming holiday - life was good.
But then I woke on Saturday and couldn’t lift my head from the pillow I felt like I’d swallowed glass - so my weekend was then about repairing in the quickest time possible as I couldn’t have anything thwart my goals.
Dosed myself up moved hardly at all off the sofa - reminiscent of a previous me BUT this time it was justified.
Took a light walk of 2 miles on Sunday. 20hours plus sleep.
Drove home this morning and the answer to the question - was of course you run girl.
So I’m pleased to say just 80 mins of C25K coaching left for me.
Apologies for the long post but even struck down with a cold there’s always a run in you. Let’s nail this week everyone wherever you are on the programme.