Well, I woke up with a blocked nose and feeling like rubbish, but pushed through, got myself ready and went to parkrun. Glad I did, because it was really good - 119 runners, bit of drizzle before we started but then it stopped.
I was dead last again, BUT...
I GOT ANOTHER PB! 45.42!
I was struggling near the end, with my throat being a bit phlegm-y (sorry, tmi!) and was taking my time. Two gents were heading the other way to go home, then they asked if I was the last one and ran with me for the last bit - they were SO nice, kept encouraging me and I actually did my longest ever burst of running because they kept saying "you can't walk now, doesn't matter how slow you run, just don't let them see you walking this close to the finish!" etc.
Then as I was about to go over the line one of them shouted "and the crowd goes wild!" and everyone started cheering, including the lady I met on my first run and her DD. Then we all went to the cafe for a brew and breakfast :)