Hello lovely running fiends 😈
I am not posting as much about my runs these days, as well, everything is going okay (well, more than okay!) at the moment, and I don't feel I have an awful lot to share. But today's run was special in that it got me thinking about my progress, and how pleased I am that I started running. It wasn't a particularly easy run this morning – an unintentionally fast 5k in 31 mins – but I felt good and strong whilst running, and had a lovely runners' calm after (sometimes I get buzzy and high, sometimes I just feel a real sense of inner calm!) I have recently discovered the joy of negative splits, am managing to midfoot land throughout my run, and am gradually improving cadence. There is always something new to learn and improve on!
In just one year running has become very much part of my routine, as much as brushing my teeth and taking a shower. It never feels a chore, I rarely have to drag myself out there, and not going out when I have planned to is never an option. This does not mean to say that I find running easy. I do still have to work at it, and the reward for this is the occasional run where I feel light and strong and could go on forever. But I think my main achievement is having made running part of my life. It has also taught me patience. I think with many things in life we expect results too soon, or even immediately, but this does not work with running. You do have to work at it, you do have to do some strength training to support your running, and you do have to be mindful about what fuel you put in your body – and you just have to be patient. Learning patience and listening to your body can be the hardest lessons to learn, but over time, that gets easier too. And as it gets easier you get stronger.
I know I am preaching to the converted here, but as I was feeling reflective about my running year, I thought I should put my thoughts down and share as I have not been posting much lately.
Hope that you are all doing well!