On Tuesday night I missed interval training to go to the pub for the first time in forever. Perhaps I should have felt excited, but I didn't. I got into a conversation with a colleague who'd just hired a personal trainer and told her about the difference regular, structured running was making to my own fitness journey, noticing how fondly I spoke about it and what a big a part of my life it's become. It hit me that the reason I hadn't been that excited about going out was that I'd have preferred to be running around a non-descript field or housing estate in Rothwell. I guess I must've caught the running bug.
Back at training on Wednesday, I had another realisation; although I found the run mega-challenging (nothing new there), I was actually able to speak! I noticed myself having an actual conversation with the run leader and remembered apologising to her when I'd first run with her group for not being able to speak to her properly because I was too knackered.
I've also had a bit of an epiphany when it comes to investing in my hobby, which is that I can, and I should. Apart from getting my gait measured and buying the right trainers and a running jacket, I don't tend to splurge on the right gear. It's not because I can't - it's just that I see all that stuff being the domain of 'proper' runners and I've honestly never felt like one.
Running in heavy rain the other week, I wore a hoody because my one running jacket was in the wash, and carried my phone and my car keys in a dog poo bag so they didn't get wet because I hadn't got around to buying a running belt. My run leader actually Caroline gave me her old one as she was going to throw it in the bin. It's so true that one woman's trash is another's treasure, because that old running belt has elevated my running experience massively! No more holding my phone while I run. No more car keys jangling annoyingly in my pocket. I got so much pleasure out of having something decent to run in that I bought myself a new running jacket too.
I'm now contemplating the possibility of signing up for a 10k after some encouraging comments from club members. Maybe then I will feel like a proper runner. That's if I don't expire halfway round...