I'm training for my first ever marathon in May. As a 63yr old T1 diabetic, it has its challenges. Fuelling, training, and preventing injury among them.
I'm lucky that there is a local running coach that only charges £2pp for a coaching session once a week. It's a good place to practice speed work and hills, as he us also careful to pace everyone and it's very inclusive - slow coaches like me are given as much attention as the speedy ones. So, I've been doing that once a week, doing 2/3 other runs solo, and going to an amazing yoga/pilates instructor to do core work.
Last long run was 17 miles. This week dropped down to 6 miles, and next week back up to 20 miles.
You'd think with all this effort, my pace should be getting better...only it's not...
Yesterday, I did my 10k run, and came in at exactly the same time as my first 10k last July! Yesterday, the weather was Baltic, and I fought a headwind, sleet, hailstones, puddles, mud and a hilly route. A neighbour (who is a football coach), met me running along in the hailstorm, and said if it was him, he would have headed for home! Despite that, I really thought I was running faster and better. But no. Exactly the same time, almost to the second.
Came home, and wondered if it was worth it, and how I could be doing all this training for no improvement.
After an hour of negative thinking, I gave myself a good slap, and as they say here, told myself to "Wise up!"
I'll keep going!