Today was the first down day in a long while. I found the third 25 minute run of week 7 tricky. I had decided on Sarah’s advice to vary my route so ended up in the local playing field where there is a glass fronted pavilion. Each time I ran past the pavilion I could see myself. My conclusion is that I thought I was jogging. What I saw today was slower than my 80 year old mother pushing her trolley! I found the monotony of going round a field didn’t lift me to my usual high so next week I will go back to the woods!
Onwards and possibly upwards!