Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Monday. Week 8 Run 1. Man, I did not want to go out there. So, so cold. But I did it. 28 minutes all completed and I tried to push myself for the last 60 seconds which I did successfully. Took me a while to recover though, even after the 5 minute brisk walk I was still a little bit huffy puffy but felt ok.
Tuesday. Walked 2km to my daughters' school and everything hurt. Calf muscles were tight and I had a pain at the top of my left inner thigh and up into my pelvic area that's still there now My legs were so numb from the cold that they were painful.
Wednesday. Sun was out, was feeling positive and had a slightly new route worked out. 5 minutes in though and I was struggling, knew this was just not going to be my day. Made it halfway although I don't know how. I could hardly lift my feet off the floor and stumbled a couple of times. Breathing was hard and once I turned for home the wind was against me - AGAIN!! (No matter where I run or in what direction the wind is ALWAYS in my face.) At 23 minutes I'd had it. Physically I was spent. Mentally I couldn't give anymore. Bad run.
My confidence has been dented and at the time I felt like an epic failure and totally defeated. I am absolutely dreading the third run. Not sure if it'll be tomorrow or - as is more likely - Saturday evening, but either way I am already feeling anxious about it. I feel like I've come so far - which I have, couldn't have run for 28 seconds before I started this, let alone 28 minutes! - but that I'm falling at the last hurdle.