It was my birthday on Friday and me and my other half went away for the weekend. Had a lovely meal and a few too many gin's However I managed to drag myself out of bed the next morning and set out to do the dreaded 20mins.
It went surprisingly well, I felt rough for the first 10mins but then it was ok, I was huffing and puffing the entire time but when Laura said only 60 seconds left I couldn't believe it! I ran a whole 20 mins, whoo hoo Feeling very pleased with myself and actually starting to believe that I am a proper runner after all.