Can I post here? I just ran 13.1 kilometres! Skip this bit as it's a bit melodramatic if you want.
I've had a terrible couple of days, no running, some walking and some ceiling painting. Someone said to me grief is a bit like climbing a mountain, you feel you just can't keep going, and then you get to the top and go down the other side and think phew I got over that one, then there's another mountain in front of you. Some are taller than others. The one I've been struggling over is huge.
Yesterday I didn't want to see anyone so I shut myself in.
Today I wanted to run.
I played around in the Garmin app trying to find a route that was at least 10k and failing miserably, so I set up a NRC 10k run a playlist on Spotify and off I went. Still not sure where I was going I headed north, crossed the dual carriageway and onto the Downs, a different route than I've ever been before, fields, hills, cows, sheep, wood pigeons, a wren, a blackbird, some magpies and a finch. Green for miles around, hedges, fences, brambles, mist over the hills and no sight of the sea although I knew it was there somewhere.
I slogged on up and up. Passed a couple of walkers with cheery hello's.
I'd set the Garmin to 1 minute run 1 minute walk but I soon got fed up with that! I shouted at it sometimes when it buzzed, and carried on running, my goodness it's steep, its rutted, it's narrow, it's overgrown, I'm so slow. but at last it opens out and I come to a crossroads, with a signpost, this is exciting, it says, bridleway π€£π€£π€£ pointing all 4 directions π€£π€£π€£ but I think I might recognise one way which is ,yup you guessed it, uphill, so on I go.
A few cyclists pass both ways, a couple of people with dogs, everyone returns my greeting
There are storms crossing the channel, I start to hope I get home before they get here.
Then I'm at the top and it's down hill all the way to the sea front.
And 10k done β but not home yet so on I run, my pace which was abysmally slow going over the Downs has picked up again, my legs feel fine, goodness me I can do this, I can keep running gently, I can take walk breaks.
Will I make 10 miles? Not today, that hill was brutal, and I want to go home.
For the last kilometre I can feel spots of rain on my bare arms, just a few, and there it is, tugging at the corner if my mouth π I've found my smile.
Run happy everyone, my next goal is 10 miles and it won't be long but I know one thing for sure, it'll be on the flat roads, but I did enjoy being out in the countryside, and there's something very satisfying about slogging up the hills,