Due to start my shift yesterday morn @ 11am, my little boy got picked up by the mother-in-law. So I reached for my running shoes and headed out for the second run of week 5. I wasn't sure about this one, thought I'd be beat, but I'm shocked at my progression, and great my stamina and endurance isvnow. It wasn't that long ago when 3mins of running was a task, whether its Laura's soothing commentary, or I had the right mindset. Anyway Friday night is when my next run is, and 20 mins of solid running sounds impossible, quite a jump, can I do it? Mmmmm? I hope so. But after a run now I'm gleaming, I'm smile inside and out. It's that sense of achievement.