Elder daughter took Laura out last night after my shortened version (without the cool down walk) and did the run to find out when she said "you're a runner". Oh, the joy of being a fit young teenager - no weeks 1-6 for her, straight in at week 7. Hubby wondered why she was so adamant he couldn't join her on the run. When she got back the three of us huddled secretively on the landing to listen to those golden words. Laura says I'm a runner! It was hard not to tell hubby there and then.
I'm still pinching myself, just 2 months ago I was having to see the doctor about chest pains and breathing difficulties, barely able to get upstairs without wheezing, now I'm running non stop (albeit slowly!) for 25 mins and feeling so much more positive. Have put a vague entry on hubby's blog suggesting he search blogs about Couch to 5K ...
Off to get an Easter egg now.