It’s not a fluke!

After my last post about the amazing run, I had an alarming thought – what if that run was a fluke? Was I tricked into thinking positively and were my legs just playing a cruel trick on me?

Admittedly I was nervous about going out on my next run. I wanted to remain comforted by my last successful run. It was a much needed boost mentally, and I didn’t want to be brought back to reality with a grueling/painful run.

I knew I couldn’t avoid running for very long and after a few days I braved it. Anxious yet determined I completed my run, and what do you know? It was great! Each run since, I’ve gone out slightly wary that the good runs would be short lived, and so far I’ve had four consecutive good runs. And I mean really good runs. Not to gloat about it too much, but when you know that a marathon training schedule lies ahead of you, you’ve got to cherish the good runs (and the good weather) while you can.

Now that I’ve started to see real improvements mentally and physically I’m kicking my training into gear. I have mapped out a training plan that will see me gradually increase my mileage and “long run” distance each week until Christmas, and booked in my first mini-target: a 10km in just under 5 weeks.

Bring it on VMLM2015!


Every now and then…

Every now and then the stars align. Something magical happens and you have a really great run.

I’ve had a few struggles with my training of late, and I clung to the hope that one day all the hard work would start to click and fall into place and I would finish a run feeling on top of the world. As each run passed I almost became subconsciously resigned to the idea that this is just how my runs were going to be from now on – a struggle, and even painful at times.

So on Tuesday evening I was caught completely off guard. I was spurring myself on for an evening run throughout the day which is unusual in itself. I got out after work and as soon as I started running I could tell. This, was going to be a good one.

Mentally I felt great, breathing was steady and not too heavy, pacing was spot on. My legs weren’t heavy, my calves didn’t get tight and there was next to no pain in the arch of my foot. Even the weather was pretty perfect. Can I get a WOOP WOOP.

I’m so grateful for the timing of this uplifting run. The Virgin Money London Marathon have started to send out their acceptance or rejection magazines to everyone who entered the ballot earlier this year. Having such a good run under my belt (finally!) has given me some much needed motivation to tackle this training head on and really go for it.