Nothing to report running-wise (if a nice relaxed 5k along the sea front counts as nothing), but I wanted to share a thought I had yesterday in the hope it provides encouragement...
When I came to Llandudno in the autumn, my knees were so bad that I wondered how long I could continue walking the hills. Yesterday I was up and down and all over the Great Orme... chose the steepest, most hair-raising paths I could. No need for walking poles now I have bionic legs. I could almost cry with gratitude!
Couldn't do that without C25k and all the associated benefits it has brought me.
Ps - that photo doesn't really do justice to how steep that path was (but the camera was level).