I went on my second run with our local running club's beginners group tonight and came back rather deflated. I was definitely the oldest runner there and felt very discouraged by the younger (and in many cases, dare I say it. rather plump) young ladies sprinting past me. I ran at my usual comfortable pace, knowing that if I tried to match their speed I would soon run out of steam, but it was disheartening. Not helped when a passerby commented 'Are you the tail-end Charlie then?' I felt myself getting more and more grumpy by the minute. And when the leader of our group said sympathetically that I would probably get faster as I got fitter and would then be able to keep up with the others it was the final straw. Most of the others were at least forty years younger than me and were not fitter in my opinion, just had youth on their side. I was slightly consoled when we reached a hill and I was one of only three in our group who ran all the way to the top. And then on the final K I found this old tortoise/turtle was actually running a bit faster than some of the hares who had elbowed me out of the way in the first K. Ha! Amazingly my phone said that my average pace was the fastest I've managed for a month. Don't think I'll do it again though. It took all the pleasure out of running for me and also the feeling I usually have of being in control. In addition it made me feel so oooooold. Back to running with the dogs I think.
Don't think club running is for me... - Couch to 5K
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