I was so worried about doing 30 minutes without stopping that I got 2 hours sleep last night.
I wasn’t feeling very confident but, as the England rugby coach once said before a match where they were expected to get gubbed by the All Blacks* ‘well, we can’t not turn up’. That’s how I felt. I’ll turn up; it’ll be terrible but I’ll turn up. Typically Scottish negativity with subtle overtones of doom-laden Eeyore.
Howard’s advice about the first five minutes always being awful helped a lot, plus the awareness about not being too tense. I also went very slowly seeing as Wednesday had been all about running out of steam.
I’d set the Ipod up with a special playlist so that I just keep going until the music stopped. It was the best thing I could have done – no need to bother with trying to see my watch in the dark. All the songs were 4-5 minutes so at the end of each one I knew I’d done a good chunk of time. If I was still going when ‘She’s a Genius’ started, I’d have done 32 minutes.
And then it started.
I nearly stopped in shock. Couldn’t believe it. Hauled out the Ipod thinking that I must have selected the wrong playlist but no, it was on Jog 30 and we were on the last song.
* unfortunately the All Blacks lost.