Lack of confidence and a bad ankle had stopped me from running, or even wanting to run, for a long time but at the same time I really missed it. Inspired and encouraged by my girlfriend, the day before yesterday I went running for the first time in almost a year. I stopped a few times, I walked a few times and I got horrendously lost which slowed me down no end! I was using my girlfriend’s Garmin to measure how far and fast I was running. Not realising that it was set to calculate in miles rather than kilometres, I was really upset with my time. When I had been set straight, I felt so relieved- 4.6k in 31 minutes.
Yesterday, with the wind on my face and the rain coming through my shoelace-holes, I felt inspired to run that little bit faster. After a little way, I checked my pedometer and was surprised to find I had run a lot farther and faster than I expected. I decided to aim at a 29 minute 5k. I ran through the park, with intervals of sprinting. Then I wound up and down the pavements, past schoolkids and bus stops and shops and unexpectedly, I didn’t care how I looked or who was watching. I just wanted to run. At the end of the run, I found I had done 5.25k in 26″08. It felt amazing. Now I have been instructed to rest for a few days. All I want to do is run, but I know that if I am going to recover the strength in my ankle, I am going to have to be patient.