So, I made it - it was touch and go this morning, the grey, wet pavements didn't help to pull me out of bed, but I did it and I am  really chuffing proud of myself!

Today, I ran the whole way on pavement. My previous runs have all seen me running the latter portion of the podcast on grass, and I certainly felt a difference at the end of the programme today. My legs felt pretty tired and I felt like I could tell a difference, though it could be the delayed effect of all the fizz I drank on Saturday night (I had scheduled myself to run yesterday, but was suffering the effects of Saturday night - not even a hangover either really, I just felt exhausted, must be how booze affects you when you're over thirty!).

Having done the final run of week one (eventually) this must mean my time has come to progress to week two of the plan. I have to admit to still being apprehensive about this. Running for 90 secs and walking for 2 mins for a total of twenty minutes with a five minute warm up and cool down either side. I am not sure yet if I am up to running for an extra thirty seconds each time but I guess it's like learning to swim, you have to take that scary little extra step, and move slightly towards the deep end to learn what it feels like to tread water (someone remind me of this analogy when I feel like I am dying after seventy five second on Wednesday!)

As I rounded my final corner in the cool down walk to the front door, feeling pretty pleased with myself, I was bought swiftly back down to earth with the sight of a heavily pregnant woman of indeterminate age with smoke billowing from her mouth and a fag in her hands. I don't want to get all soap box here but... Grrrrr! I wanted my post run high to give me the guts to express my feelings of anger on behalf of her unborn child, but I quickly realised that I really do value the fact that all my bones are in the places they should be, she had a pretty scary middle-aged bloke with her and my running skills have not yet progressed to sprinting away from angry chavs. So to that unborn baby, I would like to apologise here and now that I was too cowardly to stand up for it. I am sorry baby!

 


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