On Monday evening I completed my first EVER 10k run
I planned to do 4 miles, which took me in a loop away from and to my house, but when getting back to my house I decided that it was ONLY (!!!) another 2.2 miles, and to see if I could do it.
The sense of pride at the end of the run was huge, and I'm not ashamed to say that I shed a tear, it's not very often that I do something that makes me feel genuinely proud of myself.
I now have 4 months until the 10k race in May in which to become comfortable-ish with the distance and try to get my time down to, hopefully, sub 50 mins (monday's run was 55 mins)
Wanted to write this as something to look back on and feel proud.
It's great to read that everyone is doing well too, despite the horrid cold. :o)