Four years ago I posted this (not on this forum):
"I really have started now!
The good things:
I did it.
The Forth Bridge bra and the trainers were fit for purpose.
It was sunny and cool, and there were violets.
1) Plan my route. I thought running along the (flat) main road would be enough, but I would have to do that two and a half times, which is a bit dull.
2) Work out a better way of carrying my phone, my housekey and my MP3 player. They were all in my top (only) pocket, and just before the last-but-one run, Laura suddenly turned into MCR's Welcome to the Black Parade and I couldn't get her back again. I had to guess that it was the 60 + 90 formula and then a walk to cool down.
3) I think I might have to repeat that one. To be honest, I only just made it, and I don't think I'll be ready to progress - the implication is that you do a bit more each time. I might do 1/1 again on Thursday and then aim for 1/2 on Saturday. After all, it doesn't matter if I progress slowly, just so long as I stick at it."
Well, I did stick at it. I did work out a better way of carrying everything. The trainers weren't fit for purpose at all - they nearly crippled me, but once I'd had gait analysis everything was fine. And I did progress, although it took me 50 runs, not 27, before I was officially a graduate.
I have learned loads about myself - that I can do this, that every so often I have crap runs, that it's okay to stop if you're injured, and that, over and above everything else, I am a runner, however slow.
I am so grateful for the support of everyone on this forum and on the various Facebook pages - I have made virtual friends and I have met some in person I have learned that you are all kind, generous and endlessly supportive.
Since starting I reckon I've probably had about a year out for injury - two major issues: dislocated shoulder (my first epileptic fit) and a seriously upset pelvis (cartwheels!), plus a couple of minor problems (acute pancreatitis, pneumonia, bronchitis etc.) And I still count myself as a runner, even when I'm on the IC.
Running has helped me work through horrendous problems with my sudden diagnosis of epilepsy, my ex-husband, my daughter's mental health and my job. It gives me space to clear my head. It's a form of meditation at times, when the only thing that matters is keeping the cadence.
I still struggle with being out of breath, with sweating like a sponge, and with looking like a tomato. I do not care what others think because I do this for me, not them. There will always be someone faster than I am, and loads of people who run further. That's great and I am pleased for them.
So whether you're starting out and wondering if you can do this, or whether you've been running for years, may you always run long and happily, and if you are on the IC or troubled in other ways, I send you best wishes. Happy running always