I had decided to stick with W3 for another week, because it seems to me W4 is another big step up and I have enjoyed knowing I can just about do the three minute runs. Just about. But then I had to go on a trip that involved a full day's driving, and a couple of days away before driving back again, so I packed my running gear to take with me.
I had been lucky so far with temperatures just above zero, but this week they dipped below to minus 4, which is too low for an asthmatic. When I got back I had technically missed two days and was really feeing this emotionally, and missing what had previously been an improbable dream already. That in itself is progress.
But the next day, all excited and prepared, I ventured out to find the streets and my running track at the stadium covered with hard, glassy ice. It was with great reluctance, and some tears - I felt just like a disappointed child - that i had to give up on the idea. Testing the ground with my foot, even with the running shoes, it was just too slippery and the risk of injury through falling or being tensed up was too great.
Strangely, the sun was shining and felt warm on the black lycra, but the breeze on my face was like a brutal wall of icy pain. Some well padded loons may well have persevered, but I am mindful of what a broken bone would bring. It WAS too risky.
So I have effectively missed a week, or three runs. Tomorrow the temperature is expected to be around plus 2 or 3. I hope so... I don't want to give up and hope I haven't lost too much. I will, I will, I will get it all back. I will.
I did 15 "proper" push ups to make up for it. Thanks for reading and I have enjoyed reading your postings too. 
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