Two months ago I had reached the level of fitness to be confident enough to run from home to my local parkrun (Temple Newsam), do the parkrun and then run home again. This is a total distance of around 11 miles with a fast 5K in the middle. Unfortunately after about one mile I had to turn round and go back due to a pain in my foot that wouldn’t go away.
Two months later, and after visits to the physiotherapist and two different chiropodists, I can finally run pain free again and therefore I resolved to attempt the parkrun trip again. When you have to try again for something like that after such an unfortunate experience, it takes on a special significance; it looms large, becomes a demon that must be slain. Last night I even had various nightmares about it and didn’t really sleep soundly.
I needn’t have worried because it was a good morning. I even managed to do the parkrun in my best time this year by a few seconds. I encountered a former “sparing partner” the extremely able runner, Debbie Bland who used to race me years ago at Woodhouse Moor parkrun. True to form she pushed me all the way today, hence the best time this year!
Onwards and upwards; I now have a training programme building up to the Yorkshire Marathon in October. Next stop: the Leeds Half in a couple of weeks.
The seventy-two returned with joy, saying, “Lord, even the demons are subject to us in your name!” Luke 10:17 ESV