I went, under partner pressure to get out of bed, to our first park run. There were 6 females in the same age/gender grade as me. I came in 5th. I wasn't last overall; 73rd out of 84 total runners. But it was exhausting. I run on the road normally. I am slow. I realise how slow now. I thought it would be kinder running on the school playing field this morning. Instead I felt like my trainers were wet and heavy from the grass and I was out of steam within 5 minutes. I persevered, but mentally gave up 3 or 4 times and almost dropped right out. However, I did keep walking, albeit grudgingly slowly for maybe 50m at a time, before jogging again. I found it very disheartening doing laps. During the first lap I wanted to stop as the thought of completing one lap and having to do two more laps was miserable. My body coped better than my head.
My partner was 2nd in his age grade and 34th overall - I am very proud of him. I ought to be proud that I actually did it, and completed it, but I feel more deflated than elated. Never mind, I must not stop running. Perhaps it will get better, or perhaps I should just stick to 30 minutes. Maybe I might find it helpful to go to Holkham Park Run which is one lap only. This was my 3rd 5k in 7 days; last Sunday, Wed and today.
Thank you to all the volunteers and runners. Everyone was really lovely and encouraging.