I was due to do Week 8 Run 3 yesterday (28 minutes of jogging) but I decided instead (on the hottest evening of the year!) to join an informal group called Run Together which meets every Thursday evening at 6pm - for beginners and, er, older folk, at the near-by athletics track.
Couldn't have received a nicer or more friendly welcome...and everyone assured me that they too run slower than snails. So off we set - and....whoosh...they all shot off into the distance in a puff of smoke, leaving me and the group leader way behind.
The group leader told me she would never leave a new member to run on their own...and that she would accompany me on my run, no matter how slow. Well....it was so hot that I really struggled to run at all - breathing was haywire, legs like concrete posts. I honestly thought, after four or five minutes, I was going to have to bail out. But a combination of her encouragement and my pride kept me going until things slowly stared to ease up.
After almost a whole circuit of the park, I managed to gasp that I really thought I could succeed in making it back to the athletics track - which I could see ahead in the distance. "That's good," she said "but we're not stopping there, we're not finished yet."
To cut a long story short, we jogged for FORTY SEVEN minutes and completed 4.4k. OK it nearly killed me, but I did it and I survived to tell the tale. Euphoric doesn't begin to describe it - especially after a hot bath and a cuppa tea!!!
I had no idea I had it in me until I was pushed well beyond my comfort zone.
So tomorrow I start Week 9. I wonder if I should stick to the prescribed 30 minutes (sensible!) or should I add another 15 minutes on the end...and risk mucking the whole thing up by being an idiot?
Thoughts welcome, as always!