I started 2021 on a roll off the back of the HU Winter Speed Challenge, Group 2020 Distance Challenge, and (rather lame on my part) attempts at festive Strava art.
I signed up for LEJOG, with the crazy hope that I might complete it -running and walking – by my birthday in July. Taking part in the COGH Ultra Relay provided added incentive and was great fun.
A period of snow and ice curtailed all running. Then rain and snowmelt led to a mud-fest of biblical proportions, forcing me onto the roads, instead of my lovely woods.
Easter came and, instead of an egg, this unforgiving surface treated me to a gluteal tendinopathy, forcing me to pull up 5k into the HU Spring 10K when I was on for a sure-fire PB.
A visit to the physio and several weeks of glute strengthening exercises, and a walked works charity 10k and I’m back on the ball - and back in the woods again.
Then the unthinkable happens. Dad hadn’t been himself for a while, but nobody expected the eventual outcome, and certainly not the distressing circumstances surrounding it. Running took a back seat for a while, but when I did get out, the runs provided much needed headspace, comfort, and solace. There are two Strava segments in the woods named in Dad’s memory.
Late summer saw me experimenting with Jeffing. My times were getting quicker. A 5k PB was surely only a matter of time. But, at the beginning of September, my dear old back had other ideas.
An experiment with Chiropractic didn’t agree with me at all. The osteopath got me mobile enough for my 2 weeks away in North Wales, where the best thing of all was a further 2 sessions with an osteopath in Conwy.
Back home, a physio visit, and several weeks following the suggested exercises and I feel almost normal again.
But life has another couple of curve balls for me. My brother has Covid (thankfully only mild symptoms), so I need to find extra time to make sure Mum’s OK. On Mr B’s birthday, we learn that things are not looking good for his sister. The funeral will be in early January.
I want to run. I really need to run. I feel like I could run again.
On December 21st I started c25k for the second time. Following the plan will prevent me from doing too much too soon, and I know it works. I finished Week 1 on Christmas Day and hope to complete Week 2 on New Year’s Day. If all goes to plan, I will graduate again around the end of February.
As for LEJOG, I thought it was doubtful by the end of July, unlikely by the end of September and I admitted defeat at the end of November. I’ve reached Inverness today, leaving me some 120 miles short of John O’Groats. So near, yet so far…
But I’m proud of how far I’ve come, happy and grateful that running is still part of my life.
Here’s to much better things in 2022.
Happy New Year All! 🥂🥳🎉