Well, after a brilliant holiday in the South of France involving beaucoup de wine from the caves, daily eclairs and many many other indulgences and only 1 20-minute run in three weeks, I am back!
I should have been on Week 7 r3 but thought I should do a couple of 25-minutes before going up to 28. I struggled through them, beetroot-faced and panting, this is the norm for me! Yesterday I wasn't sure if I could manage 28 minutes for the first run of Week 8, but I did it, chased by horseflies which at least convinced me not to stop, but the best thing was I managed to speed up at the end and do 28 minutes! 28.46 to be exact because I added on a bit when I had to stop at the side of the road for a marauding tractor.
I am still snail-like though, my speed at the end probably went up to slug, but I am pleased
So take heart, if you are struggling, and just keep plodding on ... I never ever thought I would be able to run for more than a few minutes, but here I am and you can be there too! Bonne chance et bon courage! :))