Second post in one day – look at me being all wonderful. Dobby the house elf is asleep beside me and Simon is snuggled into her. What a time to be alive!
I completed my first run of c25km week 4 and let me tell you it was hard. So bloody hard. I left the house with excitement beaming from every inch of my body – I felt like I was getting somewhere with running. The first run was a three minute one and I could do that no problem, followed by a 90 second walk – easy! The second run was a 5 minute run and that was tough. I hadn’t stretched properly and my calf muscles were on fire. I wanted to give up so much. Tears filled my eyes at one point – why had I decided to run? Before that first 5 minutes were up I genuinely wanted to turn back around and just give up. My legs weren’t playing nice and I just felt rubbish.
I carried on though. Joe had taken Simon with him on his run and because he is a lot fitter than me they had long gone, I kinda needed my running buddy though. I missed his little face cheering me on from the side lines. I know that doesn’t really happen but Simon has unknowingly become my mascot.
I did it though, it was tough and I didn’t actually think I would finish it. I ran for 5 minutes none stop twice. I’ve not done that in a long time. I did something that I’ve not achieved in a while, I’m getting better at something that I can’t do.
I’m not sure what you’re going through at the minute but there is light at the end of the tunnel. You’re incredible and you’ve got this!
I think I might back out of week 5 though if it’s just going to get harder.