Merry Christmas!

Today I rode for around an hour, so I didn’t run.  It’s been a while since I have ridden that long and I could definitely feel it in my legs!  Plus, this is the first year that I have hosted a proper Christmas so with all the cooking (and, it has to be said, eating and drinking) there wasn’t the time, or the inclination, to get out and run.

But it was a little sad.  Although I had some good friends, and Tin Man, and the Neon Toddler around at my house, it was still a bit bittersweet.  I would have liked to be with my family in Australia.  This is the first year that I’ve really missed having my family all together for Christmas.

I got some good gifts, including some gels, some running socks, a book on running by Paula Radcliff, and entry to a half marathon in February.

What running-related gifts did you get?

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Edinburgh Marathon!

Capture1Well, there’s the goal race.  So now I’ve got the marathon in May and the ultra in October, and just need to find something for the middle (a small part of me still hopes I can pick up a solo entry to TR24 close to the time from an injury/drop out/something of that ilk).

I think it’s pretty fitting that Edinburgh will be my first proper marathon, because I ran my first race ever during the EMF weekend in May 2012.  It was Mr. Neon’s first marathon back then, so he will be able to give me some course notes!

I went for a run this morning, and it was horrible and wonderful.  On shorter runs, I often forget that the first part of the run is always shitty.  It’s hard when you struggle through kms 2 to 4, but you’re just on a 4 km run.  That means you don’t get to pass through that terrible running time and into the feeling good running time.

So, I’m looking forward to perhaps a 10-12km run this weekend.

My plan at the moment is to run two mornings a week, and once on the weekends for a month, then start adding in an extra day during the week, and perhaps an extra weekend run if I’m feeling good.  Then, I will start a proper marathon training plan in the new year.

For now I’m just excited by running again, which I haven’t felt for a long time!

Anyone else running Edinburgh?

On wanting to run

I have deferred my entry from the Thames Trot 50 mile race, on February 1st.  I am now running Round Ripon 35 miler on October 4th.  I’ve done this for several reasons, but mainly because I want to prepare properly, and at this stage I am no where near proper preparation for TT, and I would just injure myself more.

I am hurting a lot at the moment, and a lot of that has to do with not running.  And, it’s not injury, it’s emotional hurt.  Tin Man and I are separating, and I am finding that it’s difficult to get out and run at all, because I pick up the Neon Toddler from nursery and have to get her home for dinner, then bath and bed and I’m doing it all on my own (well, my nights anyway, which at this stage are the majority of nights).  It’s hard.  Trying to be a good parent, and a good person, and a good writer.  Trying to finish my PhD and then, when it’s all over, trying to make time to run.  It doesn’t matter if I want to run at 10pm, because I can’t.  I physically cannot get out of the house because the Neon Toddler is asleep, or in the bath, or needs dinner.  I don’t want to take her out in the running buggy in the cold.

I am going to start running home from the nursery drop off – but that eats in to my working time.  I think I need to make that small sacrifice though.  It’s about a 6km run home, I could make it longer as I get on.  As it is, that’s 2km further than I’ve run in over a month, so even twice a week would be a start.  I’m going to start on Wednesday (I have the Neon Toddler at home on Tuesdays, so no nursery).

What I really need is a marathon, perhaps in May, that I can really start training for.  Anyone fancy spotting me an entry to the Edinburgh Marathon?

I have lost control

Lots of things have been going on recently.  I have moved.  I am finishing my thesis.  I have been busy.

I know that I used to make time for running but it’s a lot harder now.  Actually, I want to run but it’s difficult when one has a toddler and a thesis that both demand attention RIGHT NOW.  I have not run in several weeks.

I am going to go for a run this weekend.  Perhaps two.  I have scheduled them into my diary.  I am going to go and explore my local area, run around my new park, take in some sights.  Be with myself.  Then I’m going to come home and have a bath (probably, or just slump onto the floor in a mess of pain and anguish, depending how the running goes.)

I must run.  I need to run.

 

I will run.