Yesterday, I posted about hitting my first ever 10k in the ‘Bridge to 10k group’. Some of the lovely feedback reminded me that I would have been encouraged by the achievement back when I was doing C25k. It’s by no means dramatic or inspiring, I’m just a very average Mum of youngsters who wanted to carve out a bit of space for myself to clear my head a bit. I thought I’d share it in here too, incase it resonates with anyone. Never has the ‘if I can, anyone can’ saying been more true:
I was a life long ‘non runner’ card carrier, but secretly used to run in my dreams.
Hoping it might help tackle anxiety issues I downloaded the C25k app in February. After a bit of stop start, I graduated at the end of Summer. With my furlough period ending and school starting again in September I worried I would not have the ‘me time’ available to keep up with the running. As the mornings got darker, knee injury and the work/life juggle kicked in again my fears were being realised - I was needed at home before school, work was too busy to have lunch time run and then when the anxiety kicked back in I could feel myself kind of giving up. But then I remembered how good you feel after a run, and I dragged my slow ass out again.
I’ve been able to add 1k a week on my week’s longest run. Last week I managed 8k and I practically floated home I was so happy. Today, (my last childfree day until Jan 6th) I sooo hoped I could crack my goal...I got to 9k and knew I could do it, so pushed on for the 10k. I was tired, but I’d actively tried to slow slow slow down, and I did it!! In March I struggled to run for 90secs. Today I ran for 1hr 19mins (slow I know! 🤷♀️). When I got home I promptly snot cried on my husband because I was so proud of myself!