(Gravelly movie trailer voice) In a time where one run ruled them all, (bom bom bom bom bom bom) A time of knees and wobbling. (bah baaaaaa) A land occupied by an ancient tribe of would-be runners, (bom bom bom bom bom bom) One podcast separated those who could from the hhmm I'm not sures, (bah baaaaaH) Shortlegs faces the just over half way there challenge to seal her fate (bah bah baaaaa baaaa baa bom bombom) As the voice of Laura announces with unbidden glee (bom bom bom baaaaaaa) Today (baaaaa) you will run (baaaaaaaa) for 20 minutes without stopping (baaaaaaaaaa)
Fade out to sound of wheezy panting and the sound of feet on tarmac.
I only blooming did it. Having I read around, I think week 5 run 3 has more hype and build up that any other run. Even when you've finished, Laura gives in to reality and says if it didn't go too well, try doing the week's podcasts again. Despite this, I am proud to say I made it. Maybe I gave myself a headstart by accidentally doing week 6 run 2 last time round, maybe it was a fluke. But I rogged (that's right dear reader, rogged, not running, but I feel jogging is a little too 80's pastel-coloured-sweatband-and-side-ponytail for me, so I'm trying out rogged as a cross between the two.) I rogged for 20 minutes and at the end I felt like I could carry of for a few more strides without collapsing. Hurray!
I am, of course, in total denial. School starts tomorrow, looking back at June, I hadn't run at all. But I also hadn't had the Chronic Fatigue confirmed and been told to slow down, because my frequent tripping over, lack of short term memory, unreliable digestive system, inability to maintain blood sugar levels and occasional blurred vision were all down to my overdoing it. I don't feel entirely sure (at all) that I can still teach. Let alone hold down my job and sanity as well as continuing with the programme. However, I'm planning it like this. ON Monday, when I've survived, I'm going to start week 6. Wednesday or Thursday, all being well, I'll carry on. One rog at a time.