I’m writing about running a lot at the moment, because I have honestly fallen in love with it all over again.
Eight weeks ago I did my first wobbly, gasping run. Today I went out to do some pace training (trying to get under 30 minutes on my 5k), and:
a) I didn’t feel like I really, really wanted to stop running pretty much the whole time
b) I felt stronger and calmer during the run, and
c) When I was finished, I honestly could have run the same thing all over again.
I am still running nice and slow, but my intervals are pretty good – around 5:30m/k or less, which if I could sustain (if only), would bring me in at 27:30. Ahhhh, I can dream 🙂
When I get home from a run I examine all my data in Runkeeper (I am a numbers addict), happy to have another run to add to the collection. These days, my mind is so much clearer than it has been for such a long time and I can focus on the present without constantly being distracted about the future (like I was when we were trying for baby F, or how it was last year when I was so tired from the broken nights I could hardly see straight).
I am grateful that running is still here for me, especially after the arthritis diagnosis. That freedom of being out, especially at this time of year when the weather is warmer, is just wonderful. I’m already looking forward to Thursday morning 🙂