Ouch...

Ouch... It hurts so much, every muscle in my legs and even my back but the worst bit is my ankles - they feel like they will snap in the wind like a brittle branch....
Why? you may ask - Well yesterday morning I was talked in to going for my first ever run, when they said it was to Antons Gout I made my excuses and said maybe in a few weeks. I got a text message to say they were changing where they were running so assumed it would not be as far so I decided, on impulse, to brave it and give it a go. Well got there, met a friend (I only knew 1 person) but they were all very friendly and on speaking to them it became clear that there were about 3 fantastic runners and the rest of the small bunch were fairly new to it, maybe about 2-3 months of running. Well 1 chap was kind enough to run with me, he does for all the new people as he used to be a personal trainer at a local Boston gym and still does it for his friends as he has a love for fitness and running. I didn't want to tell him he had his work cut out with me. He ran all the way with me although I wanted to give up and walk after the first 100meters. He helped me run to small goals then walk to catch my breath to the count of 25 then carry on again. When I got to Antons Gout I was so proud of myself although I was in so much pain, my chest felt like it was going to explode out through my mouth and like I was breathing razor blades!!!! I started to feel a little faint so decided to have a sit down to catch my breath, I was so emotional I felt like crying, partly because of the pain, the fact that I had done it but also how the hell was I going to get back to my car. Then someone had the bright idea to walk or run on to Langrick, well I thought it was ok to walk there so off I went with the promise of a cup of tea at the end. I did make it but I will be honest and say that all the way I was looking for somewhere for my mum to come and collect me or just to turn round and give up but I got there in the end! For the rest of the day I was a little out of breath and slightly aching but so proud of what I had achieved. Never in a million years did I think I could do it! Today however is a different matter, whilst still proud of myself I am in agony and the thought of running again tomorrow night is a little unnerving - we will have to see how the ankle is but don't want to give up too easily. It surely can only get better from here. Will let you know how I get on at weigh in tonight x Love Princess Bunter x