So, I ran properly, as planned, last night. It took me 15 minutes to actually bother getting up, dragging myself away from the TV to get changed into something more suitable, but I'm glad I did it. I started, now I can continue.
I started to run up the hill, as of course, we live on a hill. Fantastic(!) I ran/walked around the area, for 5 minutes. It doesn't seem like a long time to some, but its my plan, and I'm building up my strength. There's no point in suddenly deciding to run for 20 minutes every day when you know that it'll cripple you, so I thought starting with 5 minutes was a good idea. And it was. I managed to clear my throat from the disgusting stuff that lives there, breathe more deeply, and when I got home, I checked my SATs and they were 98% immediately. Yey! (This is good for me as since having pleurisy, they've been hovering in the mid to low 90's).
It may have been a short run, but hills make it more difficult. Obviously a good thing as just running for 5 minutes on a flat surface wouldn't be much. But over the next few days/weeks/months I'll increase the time. I may be only running once a day at the moment, but I'll increase that to twice a day too. Although at the moment I'm getting used to long lie ins, then waking up starving for breakfast, so running before breakfast would probably result in me eating leaves just to sustain myself till I'm home.
The only downside of this was I almost got freaking knocked over by a car. No I didn't start running across the roads like an idiot, I was running along the pavement, and someone who was sitting in their car, probably waiting to pick someone up, suddenly decided to adjust the position of the car, by reversing a bit, just as I was coming up behind the car. They could have waited a second, they could have reversed in some of the several minutes they were parked there, but noooooooooooo they have to try and knock me down. Dude, its called a wing mirror. And with the amount of kids that live around here, its probably an idea to learn how to use them.
But aside from that, it hasn't put me off running. Just after 5 minutes of running and by the time I got home I practically ate half the kitchen. So my plan of pleasing the dietitian and the physio in one go seem to be coming along nicely.