I did it! As if you couldn't have guessed from the title of this blog! I only went and bloody did it! 20 minutes non stop. Amazing!
It was a bit of a challenge. Not exactly a walk in the park... more like a pavement shuffle.
I kept focusing on anything other than the running. Some lovely daffodils in bloom and the blossom on the cherry trees at the surgery look lovely this evening. And oh there's a beautifully kept garden with colourful crocuses and more daffodils and such a wonderfully kept lawn. How do they do it? Perhaps they don't work.
Legs started getting heavy about half way round. Take your mind of it. It's a lovely sunny, spring evening. Oh there's the house that's building a new front garden. They don't appear to have got very far. The bags of cement haven't moved much since last week.
Oh and what was the music around now? Something about hitting the dance-floor. You have got to be kidding. I'm crashing on the living room floor when I get in!
Onwards and round the next corner. The hyacinths are smelling gorgeous but the lungful of exhaust fumes wasn't needed. What I need is a deep lungful of oxygen. The creosote is not so bad though. Someone's dinner smells quite nice too.
Final stretch. Is that three or four lamp posts left? Not sure, definitely only one telegraph pole. Almost, almost. Come on legs. Come on lungs. We're not giving in now.
Think of those in Boston that won't be running again. This is for them.
What was that? Did Laura just say stop? Yes, she did. That's it. I can stop running and walk. Glad no-one is nearby to hear me panting at this point.
Fairly quick recovery though. Amazing.
Bring on week 6