Yesterday I trekked over to Nottingham, to the running shop where I bought my very first pair of proper running shoes nearly 5 years ago, to buy some more. I'd spotted an offer on their website and hoped that I could get two pairs of Brooks for just under £140. I have a difficult time finding shoes, because I have hobbit-type feet. I always need men's shoes because women's are rarely wide enough; I over-pronate, which cuts the available selection down even further, and I take between a size 7 - 8 in my ordinary shoes, let alone running shoes.
I've struggled with my last few pairs of shoes even though I had gait analysis and supposedly had the 'right' shoe fitted by Sweatshop in Meadowhall - they made a dreadful job of it all, at the third attempt gave me a shoe which started to fall to pieces after 100k and then refused to do anything about it. Those were New Balance so I won't have those again.
Back to Up and Running in Nottingham, then. I had gait analysis done again, because I have lost weight and now do a lot more running than I used to, but yes, I still over-pronate, so having tried a few shoes on, the Brooks Adrenaline 16 seem to be the shoe. And the two pairs were in the offer
I didn't run in them in this morning's Parkrun - I thought I would continue in my old shoes for today. I set off, full of trepidation, not sure what to expect. I'd looked at the results so I knew there would be around 200 people and I probably wouldn't be last. I knew the park, sort of, but couldn't visualise the course. When they said, 'Up the hill' what did they mean, exactly...?
I got there very early and hung around getting cold. By the time we set off I was regretting my clothing choice - I'd dithered between long leggings or capris, and gone in long. It was quite warm and sunny, and the park is beautiful: we ran by the lake, through the woods, past the daffodils - oh and up the hill, of course! Twice.
Everyone set off really fast (for me) and I knew I couldn't keep up at that pace. I let them all stream away into the distance and then it was nice and quiet, running along more or less on my own After a while I started to overtake people though, especially at the first encounter of the hill. It wasn't too bad the first time, although I admit that on the second time up it I had to speak quite severely to myself and tell myself it wasn't anything like as evil as last week's hill
At the start my plan was to take it steadily so that the next time I ran it I would be guaranteed to get a PB Unfortunately, by the time I'd laboured up the hill for the second time, I was determined to fly down to the finish so I was pushing on by that point! My official time is 36.07 and my position is 350, so if (when!) I do it again I will have to do a leetle bit better.
Anyway, a good morning out, and the obligatory noo shoos pic