Starting again today, I’m going to get fitter faster and less frumpier
OK I’ve been on a bit of a sabbatical recently. Basically, I’ve been renovating a house for three years now and I’ve had little and no time to work on the body while working on the house.
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This house now is coming to a close, I only have a couple more months before I finish the main part of the house. Once this is done I can then take some time to relax, some time to get those muscles working again and hopefully get off on the kitesurfing course…. how mid-life-crisis does that sound 🙂
Earlier on in the year, I booked myself in for my usual Great North Run but while on it I decided to post myself into the Great Manchester Run which this year includes – for the first time – a half marathon. I’ve always wanted to do this, do something from its fruition, do it so that thirty years along when I’m jogging along with my long grey hair streaming behind me, I can drag a microphone out of a reporter’s hand and regale them with stories of me completing every run since the start.
So I need to get started running as the GMR is only a few months away, May I think it is.
I’ve been putting off running for weeks now, the weather is either too windy, it’s too dark, I have a niggly ache in my foot…. everything.
So yesterday after a day of meetings and some encouragement from my colleagues I decided to venture out to Seaton Carew. Decked out in my finish running gear I looked decidedly middle aged and a bit frumpy, I wasn’t happy as my back was a bit tender, it was bitterly cold and it was getting dark.
After pulling into the carpark behind the “Almighty Cod” chippy (a really brilliant chippy should you ever find yourself in Seaton) I was quick to muster up courage, jump out of the car and get on with the run.
I hate first runs of the season, they’re not usually pretty, they’re usually hard work and I’m so self-conscious it hurts, so running in lycra, in public and slowly don’t mix well with the big old ego.
I was immediately surprised, a few things, first it wasn’t hurting, secondly, I felt really good and next I wasn’t getting out of breath, not a bit of it.
I jogged off down the sea front and in the last remnants of light of the day I took off on one of my most enjoyable runs… ever. I found out later that I’d been going very very slowly but that wasn’t the point. Rather than head down out-of-breathness I was making comfortable headway on a beautiful evening along one of the best running spots it has been my pleasure to run along.
End to end Seaton Carew boulevard is nearly three miles, three miles of unbroken running, no roads or paths crossing it, it’s wide and it looks out across the bay between Hartlepool Headland and the Tees bay. Some may say the view isn’t up to much but it really was a cracking evening. Yes it was cold but in the words of Billy Connoly “there’s no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothing” and I was wrapped up well and generating heat so that was not a problem.
The views were fantastic, there was still a lot of light as I started, this slowly dwindled and by the time I finished it was proper dark. The sea was up, the waves were rolling in and some waves were creating plumes of water as they hit the sea wall. The sea started a steely grey, became a deep dark turquoise, this was then smattered with a rust deep red from the skies and thenn back to a darker grey. It was idyllic.
Everywhere there were people walking dogs with a thin smattering of runners, luckily not competing but going in the opposite direction, one even giving me a cheery “hello” – hey that’s my job.
I can’t say it was the fastest or best looking of runs but it was really comfortable, even though it was my first run this year I didn’t lose my breath at all, I got back and I wasn’t about to collapse. Sure now it’s the next day things are a bit tight and my naughty ankle isn’t feeling too good but last night I had one of the best sleeps ever, I could feel my muscle for the first time in ages, it was all mostly good.
I’ll use this time now as a benchmark, I’ll make it my zero point never to be passed again.
I’ll make sure to take photos in future too, it was a terrible thing to miss all of the lovely scenery.