After suffering a mega crisis of confidence over the past two weeks, I decided today to go back to my roots and run on the treadmilll. I'd been really worried that I wasn't capable of running for a distance, in fact I was beginning to think I wasn't cut out for running as I've been obsessed with going faster than my snail pace and running on inclines and because I was trying to run faster and although I was completing runs without stopping, it was completely knackering me.
So today I ran on the treadmill, the longest I've run before on the treadmill was for 30 minutes but today I ran for 45 minutes and did 5.5K, yes slow I know but there you are, I still did it
Therefore I've proved to myself that:
a) I CAN run for 45 minutes
b) I CAN run for 5K
And you know what, the whole run felt bloody fantastic. I was able to speak, my breathing wasn't laboured and I even managed to sing along to a couple of bars of songs (thank you Foo Fighters, Placebo, Avril Lavigne, Tinie Tempah, My Chemical Romance).
So now I will work on my speed little by little and concentrate on doing the Race for Life in July and hopefully a parkrun before then but it not then that's fine.