What an amazing six weeks it has been so far. Before starting with the podcasts the best I could manage was a minute or so of running before taking a walking break. I was rubbish at running. RUBBISH.
Three days ago I ran and ran and ran for 20 minutes at a fair clip. Didn't stop even once. And though I was dragging one foot in front of the other by the end, the feeling was magical.
Not only can I now run, but I've also lost weight, slimmed down a tiny bit and built up tremendous stamina. Also because of my running regime, the missus has begun to hit the gym too. And she is loving it.
Week 6 Run 1, though, has been the hardest run yet. It was much harder than the 20 minute-run. But on the upside I recovered almost immediately after the session. Which leads me to believe that a lot of the struggle is in the mind.
I've also slowly started making the transition to running outdoors instead of a treadmill. This helps me control pace better and is a little bit more exciting than looking at the back of some athletic automaton zipping away at 14kmph.
I've never felt as confident about my fitness as I do now. So much so that I've signed up to run/walk/totter/trudge/babble incoherently in the British 10K in July.
This truly has been a life-changing experience. I can't wait to run tomorrow.