After Monday's run, which struggled with, I was dreading tonight's 25 minute run. How was I ever going to manage 25 minutes - it seems like an age stretched out in front of you.
I took my other half with me (it's becoming our Thursday routine). Negative thoughts were desperate to be spoken - could I do it, would I be able to do it? Would the discomfort I felt on Monday come back. A few encouraging words helped get me started and put those thoughts to the back of my mind.
The 1st 5 minutes were, as usual, a struggle with regards to breathing but I seemed to recover much quicker than previously and settled into a nice breathing pattern. Negative thoughts started to resurface after 5 minutes - how was I going to carry on for another 20 minutes?
Ignored those thoughts and carried on. Fully expected to get the discomfort that I had on run 2 but my legs felt a lot better and the bigger muscles seemed to join in this time! The difference today was more pre-run stretching particularly of my achilles. . Thanks for the advice Julie. Having said that my lower back did not like running up the short sections of hills.
I don't know what happened at the 15-16 minute mark but my breathing got out of sync and I took a while to get it back under control. Around the 20 minute mark my other half suggested I speeded up a bit but I decided not to - just wanted to get to the end in one piece. He wasn't happy when Laura said speed up in the last minute and I obeyed willingly!! Am very glad of other half's support tonight to help me to get to the end and hear those special words "you are officially a runner"!!
Apparently I'm Custard to his Roobarb (according to him) - not so sure I entirely like being compared to a mad pink cat - even if I'm the right colour!