Well.... I just completed my first run in the C25K, and it ABSOLUTELY KILLED ME! I don't think I have ever felt so dead after running. I have to thank my brother for it though, I couldn't of done it without him. Having my friends and mum there too helped. After seeing my mum jog to the house at the end (so proud of her) I felt that I had to do it too, and with the help of my friend sprinted, yes, sprinted, to the house. It was only 100 metres but the sense of achievement at the end was an amazing feeling. I feel great already and although I am dreading the next run, I am also slightly looking forward to it!