It’s been a busy day and I’ve been itching to get out, tired and short of time all at once. A spare half an hour became available. Was it long enough to do anything worth doing? Was a run/walk too short to bother with? I decided to go anyway and I was glad I did. Cobwebs blown away, endorphins up and one short run to add to the diary that I wouldn’t have otherwise done.
I picked a route that channelled Old King Cole: straight up a hill and back down. I decided to warm up by marching up the hill and then run back down again. Fifteen minutes up, ten minutes down and a five minute walk and stretch to finish. It felt great. I’m going to try more runs like this when I’m struggling a bit to fit things in. I think over the winter, prioritising going for short, regular runs to keep my legs going will be better for me than waiting until I’ve got time to go for a “proper” run. What is a “proper” run anyway? There’s no minimum requirement for it to count as good for you!
I couldn’t decide if this was even worth of posting about because it really wasn’t anything special. Only a short one. Not even a c25k run in length! I used to think real runners went for long runs all the time and if you think that, it’s definitely it’s not true for all of us!