It’s been one of those weeks. 2 weeks? I’m not sure. I’ve been off my game recently with blogging, (things have been crazy busy at work) but my running is undergoing something of a renaissance, and that’s well worth discussing.
I posted a few weeks ago that I was having a major eugh with running, and the general consensus from the comments was that I wasn’t well enough rested, physically and mentally, from the marathon in April- and every runner I’ve spoken to personally seems to agree with this.
However I think the turning point came last Saturday, when I went on a gorgeous trail run in Epping Forest with two fellow City Runners. It was the day before my birthday, and we ran gloriously slowly, walking the hills, taking in nature, and nattering about life, the universe, and everything. I didn’t stress about my Strava at all, and just enjoyed the fact that I was the kind of person who could run 12 miles on a whim. Amongst other things (terrorism, the Brexit, and our parents), we discussed my marathon fail (which it was pointed out to me, wasn’t really a fail), my lack of recovery, and most importantly, the club politics which had me on the verge of leaving. I hadn’t realised how much club politics had been pissing me off, and so it was good to vent and realise I wasn’t alone in my annoyance.
Since that run, and since my birthday, I’ve made it my resolution to have more balance in my life- including a heavy dose of socializing, pizza and alcohol. Essentially I need to make the most of my off season to relax so that I can come back to serious training refreshed and ready to go. Queue: lots of rest, quite a bit of gorgeous, yummy food, and most importantly, some easy breezy miles. I’ve been too obsessed with running fast miles (or more accurately, being frustrated that my slow miles are much slower than everyone else’s). And so I’m running slow miles. I’m rediscovering my love for being out in nature, and not looking at my watch.
So back to the point- that’s where I’m at. I’m making progress in my running, as far as the mental aspect is concerned, as well as freakin’ relaxing. I’m finding joy in the sport, and that’s the most crucial thing.
How do you get over being in a funk with running? What’s your week’s training been like?
Lots of love,