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Second consolidation run

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate

(Yes, I’m counting that hilly thing as the first one.)

Slow start this morning - last but one day of leave and I’m making the most of lazing about first thing. Checked the weather app last night and it looked set to get cooler and less humid through the morning so I was in no rush.

Get myself ready to run and notice my right knee is still ever so slightly niggly. Keeping an eye on it but feels good enough to run.

I’m emulating others and going “semi-naked” for the first time. No app to coach me along. That Jo Whiley has already left me for some younger runner anyway.

So I’m taking Kirsty Young out on out first date this run. Her gorgeous, honey-toned accent doing Desert Island Disks. Sadly she insisted on a chaperone and brought David Baddiel along. A lad-erone, if you will.

Now I’ve got to grips with my old Apple Watch and putting a walk, run, walk workout together (not tried Strava properly yet) it should be fine

And we’re off. Kirsty seems much more interested in David than she is in admiring me. I’ve just got Paulo Nutini going through my head, enjoying my new running shoes walking on pavement for the first time.

The walk is over before I know it - a personal best distance for 5 mins, so these shoes must be doing something right - and we are into the running phase. Watch set, off we go.

All well. Knee not hurting. Gallons of air zooming in and out of my mouth as the worst part of every run kicks in - the toxic 10.

I’m glad someone posted about this as it now makes so much sense and I know I just have to push through.

Check my watch. 6 minutes. My lungs want to explode. Keep going, Jay, don’t embarrass yourself in front of Kirsty.

A couple more minutes and my breath is a lot better and I’m settled in to a stride.

But what’s this? On the other side of the road? A vision of beauty pounding the pavement in the other direction. Long blonde hair in a pony tail, bobbing like a young Paula Radcliffe, running goddess.

I have seen a couple of blokes running before. They spot me and hit the power button and zoom along, chuckling “so long, sucker, eat my dust”. And I’ve seen a woman looking like the female version of me, all hot and can’t be bothered but running anyway. We smiled and nodded and carried on, embarrassed.

Young Paula is different. She’s lean. She looks like she knows what she’s doing. She’s wearing a long top and long leggings on her very long legs even though it’s mighty warm.

She’s looking across the road at me. Oh my god, where is a hole in the ground when you need one to swallow you. Are my sweat-blurred eyes deceiving me or is she...smiling at me? Big, broad, white-toothed smile behind such gorgeous bright eyes.

What to do? V for victory sign? A bit 1940s and easily mistaken for the rude version. A flat, open hand wave? That is an insult in some cultures. I decide on a thumbs up. I contort my face into the nearest it can manage to a smile whilst still at this point In the run and give her a big, bold thumbs up. She smiles even more and runs on, out of sight.

I resist the urge to cross the road and chase after her - she’s not that much older than my oldest and she’s way faster than me - and I continue on my way, spirit lifted by connecting with another soul who is out running.

So I’m now nearly halfway. Around W9R2 “you can’t do this” territory. And I am totally lifted. I am madly in love with someone I’ve never met and will likely never see again and who I’d probably not get on with in person. But it’s beautiful.

My watch buzzes for the half way mark and I turn and head back. Young Paula is gone and I am into that second phase of grinding out the steps, knowing I only have to repeat the last 15 minutes and I’m home.

Let that sink in, Jay - you could barely run 1 minute on the day the clocks changed and now you are anticipating easing through 15 minutes on top of 15 minutes. This programme is unbelievable.

I reach one of my personal nemeses, Sirens Hill, and I am laughing as I run, remembering the Parkrun. I have Crocodile Dundee going through my head - “that’s not a hill; THIS is a hill”. I’ve never trotted up it so fast before.

My breath is totally calm. I am the most relaxed I can remember being. My legs are aching but they are just doing their thing. This is when it becomes enjoyable.

I’ve come home, had a banana and a hot bath, had some breakfast and some tea. I am totally relaxed and happy. And running did that.

Enjoy your next run, whatever it is x

23 Replies
SendWine
SendWineGraduate

That sounds like an amazing run 🏃‍♂️ well done sir

Ang33333
Ang33333Graduate

Well done! I'm look forward to running after graduation! No pressure to tick off a run!

What a lovely calming read that was 😉

I'm usually one of those who skip a few paragraphs 😳but I read all through 😉 I'll try more often now 👍

I must be growing up 😊😂 only 43 and getting there 😉

Wow Jay what a great run and you’ve found love!! 💕 That’s enough of an incentive to keep running I’m sure. 😊

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to Ripcurlrana71

Sadly she will never know! I’ve not been single this long since I was 16 😭

EddaW
EddaWGraduate

Very entertaining report! What's the toxic 10?

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to EddaW

The first 10 running minutes when your body has to figure out how to send the oxygen where it needs to. Characterised by gasping breath and general feelings of just wanting to die. It doesn’t last 10 minutes for everyone and can vary.

(Someone might be along soon with the real definition!)

Birdsong53
Birdsong53Graduate

Thanks Jay, another great post. I didn't know about the toxic 10 but it makes perfect sense. Tell me once the toxic stage is over are you managing to breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth or is it mouth breathing all the way.

I did my fifth post graduation run this morning and I can honestly say although I enjoy the aftermath it doesn't seem to be getting any easier. 🙂

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to Birdsong53

I can breathe through my nose in the last third of my run. But I prefer breathing through my mouth - I think it’s a comfort blanket/habit thing.

That said, I haven’t eaten any insects yet!

Birdsong53
Birdsong53Graduate in reply to Jay66UK

Nor have I so far but it’s a distinct possibility. 😊

Eiralas
EiralasGraduate in reply to Birdsong53

I've managed to inhale a couple - and one of those triggered a massive sneezing fit, so mouth breathing could be the way to go...

Hidden
Hidden

Well done. Sounds like you are back in the saddle. Just take it nice & slow & steady.

_SimonT_
_SimonT_Graduate

You sure do paint a picture, Jay! I think I’m in love with that runner too! (don’t tell the wife) 😂

Sounds a pretty enjoyable run! Good stuff! 😀

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to _SimonT_

Thanks. That was a lovely run. I still feel energised by it, all these hours later.

Bridget007
Bridget007Graduate

Well done! And love at first sight too 😊

18Windmill
18WindmillGraduate

Great post! Hope Blondie crosses your running path again! And even if not, it all seems to going well!! 👍👍👍

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to 18Windmill

Probably best she remains in my imagination. I never had any luck with blondes. And Debbie Harry never answered my letters back in the day... 🤣

Eiralas
EiralasGraduate

Wonderful run- sounds amazing! Loving your posts :-)

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to Eiralas

Thank you!

I find thinking about how I’m going to tell the story of the run whilst I’m in the run is quite a good way to make the run pass.

Lorijay
LorijayGraduate

Great to hear you had such a good run and fell in love on the way ..lol.. Well done Jay! :)

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to Lorijay

Thanks!

Mummycav
MummycavModerator

Sounds perfect Jay66UK ...at least you didn’t burn yourself out by chasing blondie!!! Ha ha

Jay66UK
Jay66UKGraduate in reply to Mummycav

She looked like a 10k kind of girl. Way out of my league 🤣

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