Morning everyone and well done on all your running ventures this week and if you've done parkrun this morning well done for that too...how lovely is it when the sun is smiling down on us when we're out and about?? It really does warm the heart...
Set off this morning, across the road for my second parkrun in a row! Must've really liked it last week?! I have to say though that I still struggle with the feeling of inferiority when I'm trudging further from the front than I am to the back but if I dont carry on doing parkrun then I'm never going to get over this am i? Well, that's my theory. So like I said, I'm crossing the road, faffing with headphones, Garmin, strava...bloody bluetooth...what the heck?? Why are my headphones not pairing? Ok, joins the crowd, near the back, listening to the announcements, joining in the clapping coz I cant really hear as I'm trying to connect these flaming headphones...time to run...ok, I'm going to have to run naked because my music is playing and everyone else can hear it...made me giggle a bit because I wasnt sure if they were connected or not to be honest..then realised they really weren't...so unzips pocket gets phone out and I turned my music off...I was really running naked...I could hear every breath and everyone elses breath too and mine sounded good...so off I went, I really, really, really wanted to beat last weeks time but I didnt fire off like a dog off lead I just tried to get into the rhythm..which I did, I usually run to the beat of my music but no choice this morning I had to find my own beat...over the grassy part and onto the gravel, I'd started passing other runners and felt good...then, I caught up with 3 ladies who were wunning (made up word, walking and running) but they were taking up the whole path so I decided I would have to go on the grass to pass them...so I hopped to my right, onto the grass but I caught the edge of the grass/path and it was uneven, I lost my balance...I started to feel myself fall...oh no, I'm straightening up, oh wait no, yep, no yep I'm ok, no, I'm not, yep, no...the ground was coming towards me aaaaaand bump, I was down...bugger...I've fallen. Tut...but...I am ok...I am really ok...my leg (the one without the kneecap) is ok...I know that when I get up I will be able to run...the people around me were so lovely...one lady looked horrified "oh no, you've had surgery on that leg!!" She yelled...."it'll be fine" I said...so I got back on my feet and walked through the strange feeling that was going through my knee...but I set of running again and yes, it felt different but that's not the only thing that felt different...I had fallen and I WAS OK!!!! I have been running for just about 2 1/2 years now and I have, at last, got my first dreaded fall out of the way....my legs are so much stronger than they used to be...and so am i! I would've collapsed into a pathetic heap clutching my leg in despair at one time but here I was still running. I ran and walked a little then ran again, you get the picture....when I was about 500m from the finish there was an older bloke in front of me running bent over...he was making strange noises and I knew he was struggling, before I could catch up to him he fell forward, full length...I gasped and told him to stay there but he got up and set off again, after about 10 steps he was down again, this time I was nearer to him so I stopped to help but then some of the finishers came across to help so I ran to the finish...at last, I'd done...the time email hasn't come through yet...I know I definitely havent beaten last weeks time but I have beaten something much more important...
Happy running wherever you are and whenever you run....and remember this running is amazing, we are amazing and no matter what hurdles are in the way we can jump right over them and survive...xxxx
MC