I started running at the start of the summer holidays thiking I might finish week 6 by the time I went back to school. Thngs haven't gone quite to plan...my poor old knees foumd the going tougher than I expected. However, I feel really good to have finished week four at last. I wasn't really looking forward to it but seemed to find my rhythm today and found myself less red and breathless at the end than in any of my previous runs Whether that was because I consciously tried to take it very steady I don't know.
I followed a similar route to my very first run, following the canal toe path into town. The ducks and moorhens were still dozing, standing on 1 leg and were totally non-plussed as I plodded past them. It was such a beautiful morning and I felt that same joy at being alive and seeing these wonderful things as I did on my first run. I'm nervous about the prospect of week 5 but want to keep going. I'm having to take two rest days between each run to give my knees a chance to recover, but will hopefully get there. I've really appreciated the support of this forum in keeping me focussed.