When you first joined the Group did you think that one day you’d be able to run that fast? Asked Coach on Tuesday night.
Tuesday night was a speed session. We had 4 x 1km with a warm up run and recovery walk between each km. First km was to be ran at our last 5km run pace. I’d done a 30minute 5km on Sunday after a half on Saturday so decided to try for a bit faster than that (my current 5km PB is 24:37 but I struggled to get there, I’m happier running at about 26:00). I’m so bad at keeping pace, even with a GPS watch set to actual pace I still struggle. The simple thing was to try and stick to Janette. I did. Our last km was to be something like 20 seconds faster than our first, I was exhausted and it was so cold, my brain wasn’t working so what did I do? I stuck to Janette as much as I could. Guess what? I ran a 4:41 minute km. (Some of the fast people in the Group were cranking out 3:30 minute kms! Pauly’s fastest was 4:00).
Coach’s question to me about my pace made me feel proud. Proud of myself and how far I’ve come with running in the just over two years that we’ve been running with The Running Group. It also demonstrates to me just how much running with a group and running buddies make a difference to our running. I would never have been able to run that fast on Tuesday night without that invisible lasso I had around my friend.
It’s been another tough week, apart from the snow on Monday that was a once in 25 year event for our state, there has been lots of farm stress (again). Things will work out, I’m positive of this, but the angst and worry hasn’t been easy to deal with.
Bring in running. Tuesday night was a shot in the arm for both Pauly and I. Time out from the farm to do something that we enjoy with people we love. Perfect.
Wednesday night was another awesome run. A date with hills that Louise and I keep with an almost religious commitment. I even wear most of my running clothes to work on Wednesdays now (orange is the new black I hear), with a vest, nice shoes, smart trousers, perhaps a scarf, some of my long sleeved running tops pass for everyday clothes – everyday clothes with a bit of reflector patches? Mmm.
As we met for our run Louise asked me how my day had been. I responded with I’d like to kill someone but since that’s frowned on let’s run! That bad? She replied. Off we went. Up and down our favourite long sweeping hill for three reps. That’s a nearly 5km run including the warm up.
And how did I feel afterwards? Like things aren’t so bad. It’s a bit like a shake up and a defrag of my heart, soul and mind; things fall into better perspective and I see more clearly. Thank you hills, thank you Louise. Love our Wednesday hill night.
Friday is long run day, today. 12kms was the distance. Pauly was able to join Louise and I. All three of us were not looking forward to it. All three of us had lead in our shoes and struggled. I suggested an out and back run. I was worried that if we did our circuit run that has so many possible short cuts, that I’d suggest we head back home early. An out and back, doggedly sticking to the 6km turn around point, would keep us honest and ensure we went the distance.
At 10km I voiced how much I wasn’t enjoying the run. Something I don’t do. It was then that Louise got out her Marathon Mantra. It goes something like this…
I am a Marathoner
When it hurts I keep running
Even when it sucks, I will keep running
I am a distance runner and I don’t quit
I know I’ve missed something out of this. I was so weary at the time. Louise said that this is what kept her running during our first marathon. She said a line and I said it back. It worked, I didn’t actually feel any better but I felt more determined.
Running has taught me endurance. It has taught me that even when I think I can’t go on, in fact I can.
No Coach, I didn’t think I’d ever run that fast.
I thought that joining the Group would give me the best chance to make it up that mountain in 2013. I didn’t know that running would open up to me a whole new world of friendship both here at home and in the blogging world. I didn’t know I would meet one of life’s red-headed angels in the process. I didn’t know that running would help me to cope with the stress of everyday life. I didn’t know that running would cement an acquaintance into a beautiful friendship right here in Deloraine. I didn’t know that running would give me something to aim for and be challenged by. I didn’t know that running would give me something to look forward to and fun weekends away. I didn’t know any of this.
I know now and I’m so grateful. Every run is a gift even the ones that suck!
Happy running 🙂