Ok, not quite graduated yet. No, I don't mean from C25K, which I achieved a few months ago. But from my PhD, which, it was just confirmed by my examiners, will be awarded soon - just admin left now.
Today I managed another personal running first - I took my shoes and kit to work - and yes, I ran! I work where I was doing the PhD and it's been such a long slog that this run took on extra significance. At first I was just relieved to have a break from work and get into my kit, then I dithered as I realised I was missing a couple of clean items to wear after, and the work showers do leave something to be desired... but I decided those were not insurmountable. Then the matter of strolling nonchalantly through the dept in what was obviously running kit... self conscious much?? Should I have stuck to loose ninja-black clothes? Naaah. No-one paid me much mind.
Then I headed out.
I thought of the times I had walked that way home to save money and the times I didn't even leave the house because of the black dog, which I started running to defeat. And I thought how this was the first time I had ever run here, but it might be one of the last as my employment there ends soon. I noticed how uneven the surface of the towpath was and how the office-bar scene stops after less than a kilometre to be replaced with sad abandoned cardboard shelters and dumped plastic pollution. Sad though that is, the first step to tackling an issue is knowing it is there, and if I hadn't run, I wouldn't know. I might not tackle this particular problem here, but running has already introduced me to the idea of things like GoodGym, who do a litter picking run near my home. One day.
I thought how far I've come, mentally, and then mundanely, mapmyrun informed me that 'how far' was 4K, and I went back to the office. Oh, and then to M+S (other shops are available) for new tights, still in my running clothes
Happy running, wherever you are running from and to.