Well firstly doing a parkrun after 3 weeks of being a lazy ass, no running and eating whatever you fancy is ill advised at best; I was bloody knackered.
Secondly my biggest fear has been confirmed. Last time I walked for a total of about a minute, this week I probably walked as much as I ran and yet I finished a minute quicker than last week. So there you go, statistical proof that I do walk faster than I run. Oh well. Probably need to try to do something about that.
Lastly, and for me most significantly, the members of my local running club are the most amazing bunch of people ever. As I was walking towards the finish line one said to me "now come on you can talk in full sentences which means you can run, so let's get this pace up!" He then proceeded to sergeant majored me to sprint over the finish line, even with me shouting "no, honestly I can't!" Finished with a huge love and lots of laughter. While I was passing out and guzzling down my water I saw him do this with 3 other people before about 6 of the runners came in with one lady who was obviously struggling, they were all running with her. She wasn't part of the group as she wasn't in a t-shirt but they ran with her to the very end. I went and ran with the group a few weeks ago and loved it but then I let life get in the way and haven't been back since. I will definitely be going back this week.
All in all not a bad morning. But of the wake up call I needed I think. A few months ago I probably would have seen a run like today as the perfect excuse to stop, proof that I'm not 'made for running' but today I see it as the perfect excuse to get back on the running wagon as even just falling off for a few weeks is me letting myself and my body down. I was supposed to graduate on Tuesday but o think I'm going to re-complete weeks 8 and 9 so that I fully feel ready to be a "runner". Xx