If there was a theme song for this week it would be some sort of elevator music tune. Baby Elephant Walk or Walk in the Black Forest perhaps. It’s been a week of waiting. Recovering from Ross Marathon last week, resting and waiting for the next plan to go up on the fridge.
More on that in a moment. Friday, Saturday and Sunday are usually punctuated with trips to Launceston (a 50 minute car trip each way) for different things. Running. Swimming. Gym. Going out for dinner. Massages. Appointments. Shopping. But not so this weekend. This weekend is the first weekend for many many moons that we have been on the farm. In fact we haven’t been further than Deloraine since Monday! How ever on earth have you spent your free time? you may ask… Eating. Reading. Helping on the farm. House work (window washing, freezer defrosting, replanting planters and lawn mowing) …with a heavy pause on eating!
No jobs this morning though. Today The Running Group came out for a run, brunch and to feed calves. It was fun. We had a great time. After a week of not running it felt supremely wonderful to pull on my running gear. It was like having a big long drink after feeling terribly thirsty for a long time. Lovely. And it was a wonderful bonus to welcome running friends to our home and enjoy a run in the country together.
Running has brought with it so much more than fitness. I had no idea about this before becoming a runner: while I was simply trying to run more than 200m without feeling like death, I had no idea there was more to it than simply putting one foot in front of the other and hopefully not collapsing in the process… Real friendships formed through slogging it out in training and crossing finishing lines. Real friendships formed through joint goals and unselfish pure delight in seeing another’s success. Real friendship is the unknown delight of becoming a runner.
Today was wonderful in many ways but none more so than to see Janette in her running gear. After months of being off with an injury and then just as she was about to get back into running three weeks with the mother of all viruses, today she was able to run. With Janette and I was Martin who has also been off with an injury. How awesome to share a wonderful farm run on a spring day with those two.
Oh yes, and the plan is up. The Bruny Island Ultra Marathon run plan is up. I have a sore knee courtesy of calf feeding on Monday afternoon. Who knew that this Unsporty Woman could run a marathon one day then nimbly climb in and out of calf pens the next? Trouble is I was head butted in the knee by a rather hungry calf. I’m hoping that this discomfort will be temporary. Louise had an extremely sore knee after Melbourne Marathon and it came right. The soreness is no worse after my run today so I’m hopeful. I’m off to the Osteo tomorrow to be on the safe side.
The plan is up. Whatever happens I will be training with passion. I will be training to succeed. I can’t believe that just a few short years ago Louie was asking if she could come to a 5km fun run with Pauly and I, her first ever fun run, and now we are training for an ultra marathon together. I absolutely, unashamedly LOVE looking over my shoulder and seeing how far we’ve come. I’m so proud of us. And I’m not going to apologise for living and breathing ultra marathon training for the next 12 weeks. Unlike the marathon I don’t feel ultra running calling to me. This is going to be a once off this journey into distances beyond the marathon. Therefore I’m going to put my all into it. I’m under no illusions; it’s going to be tough. I might not make it. But I will be giving it 100%. 12 weeks until the 64km Bruny Island Ultra Marathon. All good wishes and positive vibes most gratefully accepted.
Happy running 🙂