It’s been a while since I’ve been on my blog. It’s been Easter holidays and we have been away in Cornwall, one of my favourite places in the UK. An inspiring place for being active with your family with it’s amazing views and beautiful terrain.
Before we left I had attempted a few runs and they had been awful. Real plodding, lolloping, knee dragging horrors. They had left me feeling a bit down about running and wondering why I was even bothering. I’ve been injured for so long, there just didn’t seem to be an end to it. Despite feeling like this though I chucked some running kit and my trainers into the bags. Just in case.
I ended up running on our first afternoon. This is very unlike me. I’m not usually one to search out new routes in a place that is unfamiliar to me but for some reason I wanted to run the 800m to the beach to have a little jog. I decided to stop making excuses and to ignore the growing fear that has enveloped my running.
The plan had been to get to the end of the beach and turn back. At the end of the beach I found some wooden steps. They were just asking for me to climb them and so I did. And from there my fear and my reluctance to try any route other than the ones I know melted away. I had the most exhilarating run across the cliff tops with the waves crashing dangerously beneath me and the wind whistling around me fighting to get inside my running jacket.
I kept running and then stopped and looked back and realised how far I’d come. I had run without thinking about running. I had just switched off with no watches to bother me and no targets. I had run for the love of being able to run somewhere beautiful and without realising it I had reached a peak of the headland. I hadn’t even thought about the fact I’d have to run back but it didn’t matter. I had enjoyed running for the first time in ages.
And I ran the next day and the day after that. In all I managed 4 runs during our stay. More than I’ve run for ages. I felt happy to go out running again and the reluctance to pull on the trainers for fear of pain and the unknown was fading away. Finally I felt like could say I was feeling fit and healed and on the way back to training again.