I did it!
I finished W3, despite the closure of my favorite park. I was afraid to run on the streets, but in the end, I managed to put on my sneakers and leave the house - which is always the hardest thing for me, because of my constant self-doubt.
I was already used to the routine and safety of the park, so this transition to the streets was not without pain. I don't feel as much pleasure as I did there, but I was very proud to have finished the third week relatively well. Tired, sweaty, overheated (we didn't the memo the autunn has already started), but alive. And feeling a little stronger. Feeling a little stronger in these trying times has made a huge difference to my mental health.
I'm apprehensive to see if I can handle W4, but I'm trying to think about one day at a time, one workout at a time. And today I managed it.