Having graduated at the end of March, I've been consolidating my socks off. I've tried all sorts ... shorter runs, very slightly longer runs, walk/run intervals, different routes, back to front routes ... and I have borne in mind the excellent advice I've had here about conversational pace and not beating myself up about distance or pace. I got myself to a real sweet spot - of actually enjoying my runs. Not just enjoying them, but looking forward to them, running about 5k, 3 times a week pretty consistently and comfortably. (Comfort being a relative term in this context 😁😁) Brilliant! Until all of a sudden last week, I had an absolutely HORRIBLE run.
I did about 1½k feeling uncomfortable ... my feet hurt (my feet always hurt, but generally don't bother me when I run, strangely) my right calf felt tight and hot and it felt generally just all wrong. So I stopped and walked, whereupon I was stricken with the sudden and urgent need to have a poo. I've heard horror stories from others about this, but it's never happened to me before. I had to complete the 5k as I was being picked up by my husband at the other end of my route. You try walking 3½k with your buttocks clenched!
Anyway, I went out again 2 days later to try again - it wasn't the best run I've ever had, but I did it. I've just done another this evening, which I did very slowly and eally enjoyed. Isn't it weird though, how you can be doing so well and then just have a rubbish run which knocks your confidence? I've had enough rubbish ones by now to know that it's not a permanent arrangement and that things will get better again, but I find it makes me really nervous the next time I go out - I think I'm afraid that all the previous, more successful runs were just a fluke.
On a side note, these socks have been a revelation! So comfy! I bought them for Race for Life and my choice (although they are proper running socks) was based purely on colour. They're like putting your feet in a pair of fluffy clouds!