Its Wk7 R3 and I woke up at my usual time of 6.30am. I really didn't want to go out for my run. I'd had quite a heavy day on my "rest" day yesterday, digging huge holes and planting trees in some very stoney ground and I was feeling tired and aching, so instead I had a walk to the shops about 2km. Taxi home, those bags were heavy. Anyway, after my brisk walk, all my aches has dissapeared and I felt ready for a run. The trouble is, I don't run in the daytime. I go out early before people are about. I feel self-conscious about running. I've no idea why. I've never been a sporty person and don't feel comfortable in leggings. I couldn't decide what to do. So I thought, if I can get into my new sports bra, (an evil contraption with hooks and straps everywhere) in under 5 minutes I would brave the public and go. My previous personal best is about 9 minutes 15 seconds. Just my luck! 4 and a bit minutes.
Well I don't know what I was worried about. I enjoyed a lovely run along the cycle track. Lots of people, many of them nodded hello. It was glorious sunshine, the trees were beautiful and birds were singing. Once I'd passed the first 5 minutes of my run, the bit where I can hardly breathe and I want to collapse, I got into my pace and enjoyed the next 20 minutes. Back home now, those aches have started to come back but who cares. I did it!