Running, well sort of

My gym companion had to prod me to go the other day. I really didn't feel like it and only gave in when she dangled the carrot that we'd just go for half an hour. Once we were there we found that at one point we had the ladies gym all to ourselves, everyone else was toiling away in the big gym where the TV's are. Whilst there was no one to make her feel self conscious I was encouraging her to try running on the treadmill instead of a fast walk, as she is a lot fitter than me, and by way of demonstration I had to break out into a run myself.  I was absolutely astonished to find that I could do so and it felt great. Admittedly I didn't run for long but I did it three times with a walk in between. In the end we had a good hours work out and a great sense of achievement. So glad she made me go.