I completed wk 7 this morning. The first 10-15 mins were tough. I nearly walked (but didn't). It's like I have an angel and a devil on my shoulder. The devil is constantly saying "stop, you can't do this, walking is much easier, it doesn't matter" Then the angel chips in with " Don't stop, you know the first 10 mins is the most difficult and if you walk you will be gutted" This goes on for quite a while. So far I've been obeying the angel.
So, I get the first 10 mins or so done and am finally setlled in a steady albeit slow pace and begin to actually enjoy the run. My route means that for a while I run next to a busy road. A car comes past with its window wound down and a youth has his head stuck out. He then goes on to shout something at me!!! Now I didn't hear exactly what it was but from what I could make out it was pretty horrible (I'm pushing 40, a bit over weight, I was bright red in the face from running, so not a pretty sight) but it actually made me laugh out loud. I still had at least another 10 mins to run and I think this heckle really got me through it. I was chucking to myself for the rest of the run.
A few weeks ago if someone made a horrible comment to me I would be mortified, but I guess doing the c25k has helped my confidence and I know that I look and feel better than I have done for many years. So I now laugh in the face of hecklers!
So glad week 7 is over though as I think this week the music was pretty dire! My treat for when I graduate in a couple of weeks is to listen to my own music...can't wait!