Warning this post contains a ramble
I have not rambled for a while… my forum friends who know me, have had a welcome break from me… those of you who are not familiar with my rambles, I apologise in advance; I am getting back to running again after a long period on the IC. A tear in a calf muscle has seriously hampered my rambling!
With my Physio’s instructions fixed firmly in my mind, I set out this morning for my second run/walk of the week. The first outing on Monday was slow….really slow….it was steady…it was really steady… it was, quite literally the return of the Grey Snail!
The three don’ts I have to step out with currently are;
Don’t do any long runs- Don’t do any hills- Don’t run on the beach
The two do’s
Do run for just about 20 minutes in each of your runs for the first week…
Do stop if any twinge, ache or pain in the calf hits more than level 5 on your pain scale
So… knowing that I survived Monday and have walked, swum in the sea twice, and stretched, exercised and rolled as instructed by my superb torturer of a Physio… this morning out I went.
Warmed up and ready to start with a good brisk walk… remembering all the advice which I give to others and the advice given to me also
Rounding the brow of the hill and looking down towards the Bay … the day could not have been more perfect. A pale sky dove-grey, with the first weak sunshine-rays playing hide and seek with the raggedy clouds…the air fresh and clean…the hedgerows the fields, the far distant mountains…glistening in the morning, a world newly washed by the relentless rains of yesterday. I walked briskly, placing my feet carefully and treading softly… the small butterfly of apprehension that I felt setting out on Monday had taken flight… coming to the first flat section, I began to run… counting, as I had all the way through the nine week’s runs of C25K.. 1, 2, 3, 4…. Slow and steady…as ever; easy breathing, light steps and a gentle pace.
I take folk with me on my runs… there were, as so often, a fair few of us out there. All the wonderful advice we get on the forum muddling through my mind, Laura’s voice in my ear… relaxed shoulders, hands and face, lifting those feet and ankles in a rounded motion. The way I run now, is my way and is second nature to me. No twinge at all this morning, no heaviness in the calf, as I came to the first incline and taking my own advice, (yes I know you get sick of hearing it) I slowed down to walk. The white fronted B and Bs and the small hotels, open doored… the sleeping guests unaware of the already laid breakfast tables in the huge bay windows, the coveted ones, with the sea view , cupped and saucered, cutlery, crisp tablecloth and the first tantalising scent of warm toast and hot coffee escaping from the open front doors. Walking means I see even more on my runs:)… the hotel which has been extended, all completed now; scaffolding gone, new shiny windows and doors and the grey frontage just waiting for the final makeover which will make it a perfect match for its neighbours.
Back on the flat now and running again… still feeling good and going well. I am not attempting any new techniques with my runs at the moment…just running, breathing, just breathing and a relaxed easy pace; into the town, past the newsagent, no one around, just me. Cutting down towards the sea, past the grockle shop…which I have not seen open at all yet… shabby chic seagulls, wooden and one legged, standing on solid wooden sand...glistening, brightly coloured sea-shell mobiles strung on silver cord…Welsh Dragon mugs and teapots…all waiting to be taken home. Reminders of a happy holiday! Along past the smaller B and Bs… keeping my steady pace… all flat here along Tanygrisiau Terrace…small neat front gardens, small front rooms…cosy and chintzy… tables set here too… but a homelier feel with no sea view… but welcoming nonetheless! A lady opening her door, shouts a cheery good morning, and “enjoy your run, “I grin at her and nod…
Turning down now and towards the Lifeboat Station, going downhill, ( Not sure whether downhill may be an issue for me), I slow to an almost walk… the time, as I glance at my wrist, is moving on…my twenty minutes is nearly over. The sight of the sea, the salty air, fills my heart and my lungs; typical… the tide is out, and the sand is flat and hard… but I am sensible. By the side of the ramp to the jetty, the new shed for the small safety dinghy, is finished. I pause for a moment to take a photograph. Halfway along the front, I see three runners moving away, two easily, with loping strides, one not so, and as I watch he gives up and walks! Now… shall I walk or shall I carry on running… I rub my calves and do some simple stretch exercises as I have been shown… and I carry on. The sun is breaking through now, I am warm and comfortable and very, very happy. Speed and distance are nothing… it is the run and the joy I am getting from it, knowing that I am, hopefully back on course. By listening to my body and those who know what they doing... I think I may be able to build up again soon.
The Harlech Dome is just visible, the sand sleek and shiny, a lone swimmer has braved the chill of the ocean and is drying herself as I run past, the car parking bays carless, no ice cream cart as yet and the seats overlooking the green are empty… time to head home. A last, long look at the sea as I reach the end of the Esplanade and then a walk back up the hill and home… the heavy scent of Hawthorn and Honeysuckle in the hedges as I pass… still walking lightly, no laboured breathing as I reach the top of the hill and then yes, a moment of madness… I run, ever so lightly, for the last bit of my outing... it takes me to 2.55 K in 23 minutes. I am content.
Oh, and the thank you? Well it is for you, every single one of you; this is the end of my first working week as a Mentor and I have absolutely loved it…thanks for all your good wishes, I will try to do a good job, supporting and encouraging you.. If I have not replied to you, it is not for want of trying… I apologise and will try to do better.
You are on this journey, I am on this journey, thank you for letting me be part of your journey.