Seriously, I’ve just had the craziest week – ranging from my computer completely dying (thankfully it was repaired) to falling down in the street outside my office. I mean, who as an adult falls down in a city street?? After smashing my knee on the gutter, and hitting the pavement with my palm, I was a little sore and sorry for myself. Luckily I didn’t break my wrist, just managed a sprain but I did miss a run in order to make sure I was ok.
Fast forward to Saturday and I decided to use parkrun (free, weekly timed 5K) as part of the 6K that I was meant to do. I started out amazing, and felt really good. At the 2.5k turnaround though I could feel my left leg (the side where I mostly fell) tighten up, immediate thoughts went to “WHY DID I NOT ROLL AFTER I FELL???” – that totally was the right thing to do, and I missed the opportunity and I was paying for it first run back. All I had to do was to grit my teeth and keep going. If it was going to get worse then I’d back off. I passed the finish flag with 32:10, and didn’t think much of it.
Imagine my surprise when I got my results email (how awesome is parkrun, they even email you your results!) and it showed that I got a parkrun PR – that’s the second parkrun PR in my last two runs, woohooo!!!!
Now onto today – a massive 17km long run, to get me half-marathon ready (my first winter half is in less than a month). Normally I run a loop around the area, but decided to take in the amazing trails that are a short while away. The plan was the run to the start of the trail, up the trail and then turn around and come home. While I was aware of the incline going up to the lookout, I wasn’t aware of the craziness that I was in for past the second lookout. While it was nice and scenic going down towards the final 1.5km of my first half of the run – I was dreading coming back up it. Ugh. Why was this a good idea??
Then my darn water ran out with about 4k to go. I wasn’t too worried, thinking I’d run past the surf club and fill up from the bubbler. Which was a great idea except there was no bubbler. Ugh oh. 2k from home and I had no choice but to keep going and make sure that I hydrate when I get home. One of the awesome things about trying a new route (and it being half on a trail) was that it really takes your mind off the distance. Also, it makes me a little more confident to tackle the 10k trail run that I have signed up for in July.
Also, running along the coast with these views really makes you think you’re on top of the world and it’s an amazing feeling!
How’d your training week go?