After a week off for a three day hike, I ran W5R1 on Tues and managed it though I felt rough with a cold. Anyway, I thought about doing it again today but decided that two lots of 8 mins didn't seem too bad so I set off on W5R2 armed with clean tissues up both sleeves.
The first eight minutes wasn't too bad. The sun was shining and I was telling myself there was a whole five minutes to get my breath back. My chest was purring like a cat and blowing my nose was messing up my breathing but I thought I'd be ok.
The 5 min walk arrived and I just couldn't recover my breathing and as time ticked on I started to panic that I wouldn't be able to do the second run. Time up and I started jogging but I didn't believe I would get through so I set a target to try to make the end of the road and see how I felt. Bad move!
Just as I got to the corner Laura said I had reached half way and there was 4 mins to go. It felt like a switch had been turned off and I couldn't run another step.
I walked all the way home, wondering whether mind or body had defeated me, and now I sitting here feeling very sorry for myself. I could do with some words of encouragement about now my friends and some advice about whether I should start week 5 again. Right now that 20 min run seems very far away.
Sorry for the moan and hope you all had a better run than me today.