Today was the dreaded W5R3 - was dreading it. To go from 8 minutes to 20 minutes is a massive increase. Tonight my husband came with me as my cheerleader and moral support. I am so glad he came because I think I would have quit early.
The first 5 minutes were so hard for some reason - breathing was tough and legs were not playing along with my plan to run for 20 minutes. I would have quite happily quit but fortunately my lovely husband kept me going
The 2nd 5 minutes weren't much better - the inclines felt like mountains and the wind was bitter - but I felt so pleased when Laura said I was half way through. It's the longest time I have ever run in my entire life.
The next 10 minutes were spent trying to think about success and what I would write in this blog. There was absolutely no way that I was slinking back home to say I'd failed after I'd got more than half way through. I thought if you've got this far you might as well finish it and finish it I did with husband's encouragement (even if I was going no faster than a snail with a walking frame!).
The elation when I finished was fantastic - I nearly cried!! Thanks to all fellow bloggers and my husband for keeping me going! I think I'll celebrate with a lovely bubble bath and plan the next run.