I haven't posted for a bit but I need to share today's triumph with someone other than my lovely supportive husband who just might be running out of things to say! Long post warning by the way.
I am a regular reader but not a regular poster here. I love the helpful and supportive community but I sometimes feel a little bit of an imposter. Most people here run further and faster than I do and that is fine. I am running for my health and for the sheer pleasure of running so I try very hard not to compare myself. I set myself targets because I like the structure of working towards something and I try not to worry how long it takes to get there!
I graduated in April and did my first ever 5k in June at my first park run. It took me 46 minutes and I was really not sure I could make it. I was 128th out of 135 runners but I was so delighted to have done it. I did another couple of parkruns and then my local parkrun closed because the venue was put up for sale. That was a real pity but I started the Magic Plan and gradually worked through it (taking way longer than nine weeks!) and on the 4th August I managed to run for sixty minutes! It was really, really hard!!
So I decided that what I would like is for the running to get easier and that I would work my way through the Magic Plan again, trying to run the distance plan, not really bothering about how slow I was but just chugging along. Again I am taking my time. I am just about to try to run 9k and have been putting it off because it seems like a very long way. Daft I know, I have done 8 so I must be able to do 9!
So today I hadn't decided whether to try to run 9k. I have been doing my longer runs with my husband who has just done the Cardiff Half Marathon but he is not well right now so I went out by myself. I have also been having some twinges from my hip so I decided that maybe I would do another 5k today and save the 9k for a day next week when I could have some company.
It was a beautiful day down by the sea here in North Wales. The tide was high and the seafront was full of families with small children watching the waves and dog walkers waiting for the tide to fall a little to release the dogs onto the sand. The sun was shining and far to the west the mountains of snowdonia shone in the morning light. I would try to run a bit faster today I decided, taking advantage of birthday present watch, a Garmin Forerunner 30, which I love. Ian had used it in Cardiff to help him not to go out too fast. I decided I would use it to see if I could increase my pace a little, not too much, but I wondered if I could keep my average pace under 7.5 minutes per kilometre. It would be fabulous to get my time for 5k below 40 minutes. My best time so far had been 40.32 and I seemed to have stuck around there for six weeks or so.
And do you know I could run faster!! I tried to relax, dropping my shoulders, breathing as easily as I could, watching the children, smiling at dogwalkers, laughing at three black labradors throwing themselves into the edge of the waves. My legs were happy although my breathing was a bit more ragged than usual. I knew I must be near to breaking my 40 minute barrier as I started the last kilometre and I was determined not to just miss it so I increased my pace (and who knew you could even do that?!) and ran the last k in just over 7 minutes.
My watch beeped, 5k. I stopped, my chest heaving. 38 minutes and 57 seconds. I was so delighted I can't tell you. I know, I know, that this is still slow and that it might not seem like a big deal to the speedy runners but it's a big deal to me! I might never be fast. In fact I would be astonished if I ran much faster. Months ago I realised that the idea of 5k in 30 minutes was always going to be something other people did and I really don't mind that, but I wonder if I could do 5k in 35 minutes? It is amazing what our bodies can do so who knows......
Tonight I think I shall have a glass of wine and just enjoy myself!!