I recently started going to Park Run. I have been officially twice and unofficially three times (bar code issues). I have since ordered the keyring printed codes from the website, so now I have 4 or so all made to last – which hopefully in a small way signifies the journey I have embarked upon with park run, and running in general. I am here for the long haul, and the experiences along the way. This is no summertime fling.
Dear running, I am here for the journey. I’ll even send you snail mail and catch you with my charm because baby, we’re in for a ride of a lifetime.
Flirting aside, this year I spent 5 months building confidence and consistency in order to embark on the 9 month journey ahead of me that leads me to the London Marathon start line. It was 5 months of small distance targets to overcome the anxiety I had about running, fainting, getting lost, collapsing, anything you could imagine that is quite irrational to believe, I would believe it would happen to me. Many times this exact anxiety has kept me housebound on race day and bed bound on a planned run day.
For me, this is the first major hurdle and mile stone to crack. 5 months later, and I feel like I’m moving on to the next chapter in my journey. I no longer get as anxious, and often I can overcome the anxiety and just go out and run anyway – and every time so far I have been absolutely fine. This first hurdle make the process of building up to running 5km regularly.
By focusing on form and starting a conditioning routine I hope to avoid the overtraining injuries that have plagued me before in the knee, or the shin splints that had me hobbling after a 2km jog. It has taken me 2 bouts of over-training injuries for me to respect my body for what it can and can’t do as well as realising my limits. It also taught me that training is a multifaceted journey not to be dominated by junk miles.
I am currently in Devon visiting family, so the Park Run surroundings were pretty tranquil, the air felt extremely fresh from the woodland and trees and the scenery was serene. I love the rivers and woodland of Devon, there’s no such thing as junk miles with surroundings such as this.
So here’s to Park Run. Here’s to the long journey ahead. Here’s to realising, respecting and learning when to push our limits and when to chill.
Peace, Love and DOMS,