So, after the triumph of the urban run on Sunday today was back to the programme. Week 2 run 3.
I wasn't really in the right frame of mind I guess, I still had a few aches and pains from the obstacles on Sunday (weirdly the worst one being stomach muscles, it seems there are some hidden under the fat!) but I persevered and got ready to run straight after work.
Now the first 2 runs this week had been surprisingly good (although I feel like I cheated on the second one as the treadmill seemed so much easier than outdoors) so I was really shocked to be struggling right from the first excruciating 90 seconds.
I hadnt run his route before but I'm sure you can imagine my horror when a mountain appeared in my path just as the 4th run started (ok so maybe it was just a small hill but believe me my legs thought it was a mountain!) unfortunately it was just too much for me and I stopped about 10 seconds before Laura said to walk ( don't tell her!!)
Anyway I got my breathe back and continued but really struggled with the next runs but just about made it, I was so happy to be on my 5 minute cool down, but then I heard Laura say " and now its time for you final 90 seconds" WHAT???????? I thought I had finished, how's that for torture? I carried on as best as I could but it really killed me...
Think I might need to try this one again before I move to week 3 (on my regular flattish route) but don't worry guys I'm not throwing in the towel just yet! It just may take me longer than anticipated x