I was up at 6am this morning to run my 20 minutes. It was crisp and cold when I started and quite dark, but it felt lovely. For the first time I thought that I might start wearing my gloves to run. My Man bought me some when I was running before and they are cosy. Wherever I run around here there are pesky hills. It drives me nuts !!!!! They are so hard to get up and its demoralising to have to walk. Of course the walking is getting less and I am feeling stronger, but Good Grief ! I love flat and downhill. I suppose I just have to look at hills as strengthening.
I am a bit worried about my 10k race in October. I was hoping I would be further along with my ability by then. I just have to accept who I am, what I am, my capabilities. I know I can get around it, I was just hoping to be able to run it. Still, slow and steady does it. I want to be running 10 miles by Christmas and I think I will be able to. Better to get there steadily than do too much and risk injury.
Its funny, people are starting to say " Oh I saw you out running the other day. Well Done ! " I am going to be a familiar sight around here - a little woman plodding away the miles. By April I will be a lean mean running machine. You think ??!!