I apologise for this ramble in advance! So, decided to do my run today after I dropped my daughter at the stables. Was going to drive to the canal and have a nice flat run. But the path is uneven and my ankle is a bit sore so decided against the tow path. Decided to run the road away from the stables and turn back at halfway, it’s a fairly flat road really. However, I forgot that the pavement runs out and the cars whizz by at 60mph+ so, at the last second I turned right down a country lane. It was lovely, sheep, lambs bluebells and dappled shade. Perfect. The downhills went somewhat unnoticed...until I turned back at half time. Well...I do not know how I did it, but I did it. I bloody did it!!!! I did not stop. My breathing went to pot, I was air hungry and slightly nauseous, but I kept going. I was no way stopping at this point. I’ve not had to give in to a run to this point and I was determined not to give in. My god it was hard. I nearly cried when Sarah cheerfully announced only 10 minutes left!!!!
In my self praise glow I am sooooooo proud of myself and, yes it was hard and ugly and slow, but I kept going and they were long hills. So, I can do hills!!!! Horrible, but I can do them!!!!!!!!!