I wasn't looking forward to my first 25 minute run at the end of week 6 and kind of doubted my ability to do it. It wasn't help that I felt out of breath during the first five minutes and I wondered if I would need to turn back. But, I got into my stride and although I did remain feeling pretty puffed out all the way (having a large curry and a couple of glasses of wine the previous evening probably contributed!!) I managed to survive my 25 minutes.
I felt really happy. I maintained a steady pace all the way and although I looked not unlike a beetroot by the time I got back I felt a real sense of achievement.
Despite this, I am nervous about beginning the final 3 weeks. It great when it's over, but the actual running is very much mind over matter. Does that ever change? I sure hope so!