I was gagging to get out for W5R2 last night. (If only you knew me two months ago and you would see how funny it feels to write that!) I had the most horrible commute home from work (almost 2 hours stuck in the car after a long day at work grrrrr) Pretty much said hello to the family, threw my bag down, got changed and went out.
I'm falling in love with the route I take now, it's pretty much exactly 3 miles door to door and at the moment includes the warm up and warm down walks and I still finish about 5 mins from home, so I have an extra bit of walking to do but I know all the landmarks, mainly sheep and cows and i find it easy to judge how well I'm doing.
Spent the first few minutes dodging flies (why do they fly straight for your mouth?) and had to run with my head down, which messed up my gait (haha that was another sentence i would never have used two months ago) and made me stumble a bit. Then I accidentally swallowed one. Yuk! (Does this mean I'm officially not a veggie any more?)
To take my mind off the fly and the eight minutes (why was Laura not telling me it was half way yet?) I started thinking ahead to W5R3 and tried to find a comfortable pace that made me feel like i could carry on. Not sure I found it but it gave me something to think about.
The thing that cheered me about this run was the recovery time in between. For the first time I felt like I didn't need it all. I was exhausted after the first eight minutes run but probably could have gone back to running after 3 or 4 minutes walking. I think this is a sure sign that my fitness is improving. I stuck with the full five minutes though. One thing I've told myself is that I'm going to trust Laura and not try and get ahead of myself.
The last eight minute run was ok for the first four minutes and so tried to speed up for a bit. This wasn't a great move because it tired me out for the last four minutes which felt like a plod!
So, there it was W5R2 in the bag. We all know what's next don't we?!! *shiver*