I managed to galvanize my reluctant body this morning to tackle run 2 of the week. I strapped both my knees in advance to give them a little help and set off. My knees coped admirably this time which allowed me to realise how tired the rest of me was. In the last run I was willing away the last two minutes and felt a sense of triumph when Laura finally told me it was time for my warm down. Now I am lying here, drenched in sweat, writing this. I feel a sense of achievement but am wondering if I will manage to cope with the longer runs of next week onwards.
The reality of running is rather different to my romantic vision of what it would be like....the bright red, puffing, lumbering shape that is me at the end of session is very different to the one I imagined. However my sense of achievement and self improvement were aspects I hadn't factored in and they are the things that keep me trying to improve.