Literally! one of those pesky tree roots got the better of me this morning and ten minutes into the run I fell into the mud, foolishly just when my pace had quickened as a faster track came on! That'll teach me - snails don't sprint.😃 Checked myself over, thankfully no damage so decided to gently continue and kept going until time was up.
Pride goes before a fall, I reflected, and it made me think how I am still very much a novice runner - it's only been 8 weeks after all. I also wondered whether some of the mental battles we face are because we expect quick results - C25k works amazingly fast but we can't maintain that rapid progress as we move through the programme and beyond. Consolidation may not be the most exciting concept but that's what I need to do - how about we call it mastery, a phrase that's back in fashion in education?!
Plus, I can tell that the last five runs have really had an impact and so I'm going to rest for two days between runs from now on as I knew my legs had felt heavier this morning - hence my tumble! 🙂
That's enough musings from a philosophical snail - for all those running today, be kind to yourself 🙂