In his book “Don’t Stop Me Now” Vassos Alexander @VassosA talks about the moment when running became enjoyable. Now Im not sure if from that moment they stayed “Joyful” but I definitely had one such moment tonight, and it came when I least expected but like Vas it was raining.
I didn’t fancy tonights run, Id been out on Monday and struggled big time to run my usual five miles, wishing Id never started and even walking with a friend I met after two miles, before struggling on for another two and bit miles, I wasn’t looking forward to the Clubs 8 or 9 miles on local trails with a few hill thrown in.
Work didn’t help, boring and frustrating upgrades to store web sites that I was struggling to get working. Oh yeah and then it started to rain.
If it wasn’t a club run I wouldn’t have run. No questions Id have gone home and just not bothered. But for all those reasons you read of in running mags and web pages I went.
I ran towards the middle on my own pretty much for the first mile (about 8.40 pace) before running up Bury bank and chatting to fellow club runner about a bike service he was pleased to of got at one of Dr bikes for the local council. Two miles down Pace prob 9 -9.30 mins.
Next was the most beautiful single track trail across open fields before skirting woodland and open moorland. I mostly ran at the back chatting to fellow runners about the Brownlee brothers and the recent BBC doc. Pace probably 10 mins max and three miles down. Feeling pretty good.
Now heres the thing in this group there are some pretty fast boys and girls, (I’m not one) one chap is running the UTMB, other complete full marathons in the time it takes ne to do the Tesco shop,as well as some beginners who are working towards their first 10k. But everyone chats to everyone and its just one moving happy group of people from all walks with different goals and abilities who happen to run together while having a good time.
The group splits here with those doing the shorter run heading back to the Tennis Club, while the others carried on. I should of headed back ( i had dad taxi duties to complete) but I knew this next bit of trail and the bit after that as Id Mountain biked it many times before, but never ran it. I knew it was brilliant and so I carried on through the gate and back onto the single track heading
off up the hill first ( before being caught and overtaken by previously mentioned UTMB runner) leaving work and Mondays run way behind now. And it was at his point and the next four miles that I started to really enjoy the run. It was bliss and piddling down with rain but there I was miles from were I started running out in the wilds ( just outside Stoke on Trent) feeling pretty blooming marvellous.
And if wasn’t for the Stone Master Marathoners or the Bats as they are known I wouldn’t of been there.
Now I m pretty sure if not on my next run then the one after Ill still feel crap and struggle, and I’m also sure that as I get up in the morning to fetch my sons bottle that the stairs will hurt till my achilles frees it self up ( need to see sports Physic SOON), but Im sure that more runs will be more enjoyable and that many of them will include rain. So if your not already doing so read