Today, I started week 4 and I dreaded it. I took one look at the huge jump in running time, the huge drop in recovery time, and wondered if I should run week 3 one more time just to make sure I was up for it.
And then I ran it. It was no walk in the park, but it was not the nightmare I was expecting. I even picked up the pace when she said I had one minute to go, just for the sheer joy of letting go after carefully pacing myself to that point.
The strangest part was entering the data into Runkeeper and being told that I'd run 2.81 miles. That's so close to the target 3 miles that I could barely believe it. Only, I kind of suspected as much; I had skipped the shortcuts from week 3 and still had to run an extra lap of the short road next to my house.
My wife's run came up at 1.9 miles, though I suspect she entered it wrong and it was actually a little longer, so maybe there is a use for a 36" inside leg to balance out the impossibility of finding jeans that fit...