I’m not sure I need to go back over what happened last weekend. If you’ve been living under a rock you can read about the miserable car mishap here.
Well on Saturday I couldn’t be bothered to go out for a run, and on Sunday I found enough busy-work to do in order to avoid going for a run. Graham Carter on twitter gave me some encouragement to head out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.
Get out, go run and remember why you do it – it’s bloody good fun and we feel ace afterwards (and sometimes during) a run :-)
Monday and Tuesday also passed with the bare minimum of running activity as I waited at home to hear the verdict on the car repair (which was thankfully cheaper than it might have been), and then avoided the track so I could do a faster run on Wednesday.
Despite being back at work on Wednesday for exams results day preparation I was just about ready for run and it was going to be a little different from teh norm as I drove down to Guildford to join a bunch from the club on the first 5mile Club Handicap. Rebecca had planned a great route utilising the North Downs Way out towards Watts Gallery and back. With my handicap time set I headed off in a small group chasing down the first place runner. In the group I was feeling strong and leading from the front; to start with.
A mile into the run, in the soft sand, I lost traction underfoot and rolled over on my ankle. The third time on this ankle in a little over two months. The North Downs Way just wasn’t for me this week.
Aware that I didn’t want to push it too hard I instantly stopped the Garmin and turned around and begun trudging back to where we had started. In all honesty I just wanted to cry. What a miserable week I was having!
this feeling soon dissipated with a pint and a pizza at the pub with the gang! It made for a good end to the evening at least.
Obviously I decided not to run again on Thursday, and on Friday I was due to do 6 miles at HM pace with a warm up and cool down. After a long day at work and with a lingering discomfort I just decided I could not be arsed!
On Saturday morning I decide (a little late) that I was going to give parkrun a whirl over at Guildford. My first 5km effort of 2013 and I was a little nervous if truth be told. Obviously I’ve done a fair amount of work on the track this year, but that has been more about avoiding a constant slow plod than real speed focus.
Needless to say, it hurt. My legs were definitely falling off towards the end. And having ballsed up my Garmin I had a long wait before the text message came through to tell me my time.
20:58, and my first time ever under 21 minutes. Beating my previous Guildford parkrun time by over a minute, and taking 13 seconds off my 5km time! woohoo!! I was absolutely made up with the result.
On Sunday I was given the express instruction to go out and get some miles on the trails; to enjoy myself, and to remind myself why I was doing all of this. Not one to disobey my instructor I laced up my shoes and set off out the door. I had a route programmed onto the Garmin; one that included a large proportion of routes I hadn’t explored before. Sadly at times it appeared no one had explored them for a while. The trails were heavily overgrown in a few places so I was trail-blazing, and reduced to a walk at times. But all that does is afford you time to lift your head and enjoy the surroundings. 12 miles later I had done as I was told and been for a lovely run on some trails, done some exploring, had a chance to do some thinking, and had two and a half hours to really enjoy myself again.
Hopefully this is me back on an upward trajectory with my running. Especially as my knee is feeling tonnes stronger as I continue to do my physio exercises and now I am able to even do single leg squats!! I’m also doing all my mundane daily tasks (tooth brushing, coffee making etc) standing on one leg as I seek to improve ankle strength, and it feels like it’s working!
Onward and upward – to Caesar’s Camp Endurance Run where I have just seen my name on the startlist!!