So Piplet wanted to do parkrun and wanted Mother Pip to go with her. Mr Pip is on the IC so is stuck in volunteering mode.
Strangely I plucked up courage to go along.
Again I took it extremely slow...But bearing in mind I did 2 x 8 minute runs reasonably successfully just 2 days ago and am therefore ready for the 20,one might be forgiven for expecting me to manage more than a minute or two... But no,I struggled from the get go... And I understood why... 2 weeks ago I would have blamed my fitness and the quick start.. But I deliberately went very slowly...So not too fast... I blamed mornings... But not that...I struggled to breathe .. diagnosis? Anxiety. Not something I often face up to and admit but I do suffer from it in some situations , often situations involving groups of people.
It took ages to get my breathing to relax... Stanley also was chipping in with advice that it would be fine if I just did the one lap as at least it was a run out...
I did feel like quitting but somehow carried on and managed to finish...I thought I had done slightly better than last one but I was slightly slower. however I felt a bit better than I did for my 1st one so that s good...And I never met the tailrunner either. On a negative it is slightly disconcerting to run and not catch up the strolling dog walkers in front of you...But they were very nice people and didn't mind when I surged in a sprint towards the finishing line ( sprint ๐๐... As if )
Piplet finished ahead of me... I think I was with her for about 15 seconds at the beginning so not quite sure why She needed me ๐ and she beat her last time by a smidging...And all in her new apricot shirt. The first one to run in a homerun shirt at just our towns 3rd parkrun.