This isn't a post about long runs or races I'm afraid. Just a little something today made me happy. In January I started running 'properly'. I redid C25K and the Bridge to 10k but I was painfully slow. Everybody says 'I'm slow' - but I really was. Over 9 mins a km.
Today I ran 3km (I'm recovering from shin splints so no long distances at the mo) with an average pace of 6.41 a km. Last 2 parkruns have seen me get PBs. Still coming in near the back of the pack (Banbury parkrun seems like a fast one - everyone finished in under 38 mins this week) but no longer last.
I am really chuffed with my progress. Speed is not everything of course and I'll never be 'quick' but this is a small victory for the turtle running through peanut butter.