Went down with a bit of a bug, coughing lots which made that nice regular breathing mentioned by Laura in week 2 a struggle. Poppy dog thought her luck was in, plenty of time to snooze on the couch. After toying with a spot of the "poor old me's" I decided that giving up was not an option (it would be so easy) but my health and family are at stake here. I want to be fit enough to play with my children and I want to at least be able to spot my dear hubby in the distance as he sprints off on his marathon jaunts, maybe even sign up for a 5k race alongside one of his rather more serious runs as a surprise one day?
It was a mild night-time when I nudged Poppy off the couch and round the streets. A different experience for us both, easy pavements to run on and anonymity as no-one would recognise me in the dark. Poppy kept stopping as if to say "are you sure about this?" as I wheezed my way along the path. Laura had just said "you're half way through, keep going" when I just had to stop, return home and slip the mp3 player back underneath my daughter's pillow. Hubby must wonder at her bedtime story listening surely? Laura saying "you can do this" as the music beats a steady tempo. Dear daughter covered by doing a series of sit-ups in bed!
Guilt spurred me into heading out again for another 15mins this morning. Lovely spring weather, a bit damp underfoot and very wet if you're a little fluffy dog running through long grass but we did it.
So, w3r3 done in two halves - we'll need to repeat that one. Will have another go after a day's rest tomorrow.
Great to read how others are getting on in these blogs. Thanks for all the encouragement everyone,