So week 3 marathon training almost complete ……
Monday – short recovery run and gym session
Tuesday – speed training (awesome session)
Wednesday – gym session (beasted my the instructor) and a 5.5 mile run
Thursday – Rest
Friday – Rest
Followed by the routine saturday morning parkrun which after last week I was DREADING!!!
So I completed it … slower than last week!! WITH NO TEARS! I didn’t moan to hubby, I didn’t feel defeated .. I felt great … Like I had completed a training run and proud to be a healthy, happy “runner”
So what changed???
Nothing different in my prep … I hadn’t slept (insomnia seems to be my new infliction at the minute), I had breakfast, hadn’t changed anything … In fact felt pretty rough!
My mental attitude had changed! Following last week, chatting to running friend gurus and Seeing this picture ….
…. I remembered why I run!!
The complete answer to why?
will be a full other blog … But I run because it challenges me and makes me me! It makes me happy! And today I saw and heard a few things that reminded me that this is a sport that I do … Because i can and Because I love it!
The young… Whilst on my first lap I had 2 young boys (about 8 years old) just in front of me and I could hear them chatting to each other … A few quotes…
“Just remember its not a race”
“Keep going and we will sit out for 30 seconds soon”
“If we don’t finish it doesn’t matter”
“I’m ok to keep going …. Are you”
I’m proud to say those young boys stopped and started … Together …. the whole way and finished 10 seconds after me! But they are right … My time doesn’t actually matter, I was in fact ok to keep going – even if it meant slowing down!
I have never spoken to either of those boys … But I’m proud of them … And I hope they keep up their running journey!
The old …. so when we finished, barcode scanned and started to walk to the car … I saw something I can’t even describe the awesomeness of! An old lady running!
Now I know as long as your healthy you can keep running as long as you can! And I’ve been beaten in plenty of races of people probably double my age! But this lady was different!
She was wearing tracksuit bottoms, a jacket (not a running one), a wooly hat, asics trainers and a full face of make up! She was easily in her 80’s and doing no more than a 12 minute mile! But she looked amazing and proud to be out pounding the pavements!
I thought then … I hope I’m still running at her age … And I hope I look as glamorous!
So what …
One day will come when I can’t run …. It might be tomorrow or it might be when I am 80 …. but why get miserable when one run doesn’t go my way!
Parkrun blues are no more! I am going to love the mud as long as it stays …. A PB will come in time! I just need to keep on running and remember the reason I love it!!!