This time last year was probably one of the lowest moments in my running “career”. I was attempting to do the parkrun “double”: Pontefract and Nostell Priory and when I got to the latter venue, I had to quickly return to the car because I could hardly stand up. The problem was heart fibrillations which had been troubling me for some time and by then had got so bad that I had then to resign myself to no more strenuous exercise until I submitted myself to a surgical procedure called a “cardiac ablation”. I had the operation on the 8th January last year and since then I have had no more symptoms and have been able to gradually make my way back to former fitness.
This is why today’s run was so special to me since I was not only able to do the Pontefract – Nostell double but I absolutely smashed it by running between the two venues being able to reach Nostell Priory 10 minutes before the start. A total 12 mile run incorporating two parkruns.
More training beckons with another parkrun tomorrow (maybe a slow one), and many more miles before London in April.
I guess only a certain breed of fellow idiot will understand this, but when you reach a certain “groove”, you find yourself wanting to run at every opportunity and fitting in the next run can dominate your life! Now the little sensible person pearched on your shoulder is reminding you that rest days are essential to avoid injury and develop strength, but it’s hard! Yesterday I avoided all temptation and was able to have a run-free day.
After the shock of completing the Chevin Chase (above), we had a day-off to do the “proper” Boxing Day with the “kids” doing everything that ordinary families are supposed to do on the day after Christmas. It was a struggle though not to get a quick run in!
Finally, today (Monday), I did get out for a 7.2 run round my neighbourhood including taking a look at some of my favourite off-road paths now sadly, underwater – even with the numbing experience of The Chevin, I wasn’t going there!
The idea of doing a running blog was initiated by me thinking of signing up to “Janathon” where you are supposed to do some kind of exercise every day and blog about it. Then, last Tuesday I found out that I have got a London Marathon place (though my running club, the Rodillian Runners) and I thought it would be cool to write a blog about my training journey to London (and do Janathon).
Today, Helen (my wife) and I ran the Chevin Chase and boy, were we not prepared for what we found. You may have noticed in the news of the flood damage across Yorkshire so it is with mixed feelings that I am writing about the amazing experience that we had running this race. Given the weather forecast we should have guessed that would have some impact on the route (starting from Guisley, just north of Leeds). The roads were like rivers and so were the off-road paths. There was no way to avoid running though six-inch torrents of water and as you strode through the rapids, you couldn’t tell what was was underneath. At the end my toes were numb with the cold and there was nothing better than to have a shower and be dry and warm again.
After all that though, there is an incredible feeling of exhilaration; doing stuff like that is what it means to be alive! I am very thankful that we are both fit and able to do this kind of thing. I also feel for people who’s lives are being turned upside-down by flooding and hope that things improve quickly to prevent more damage.
What next? well, I need to get my mileage up to train for the marathon, I have already done 111 miles in December and I can’t wait to do the parkrun double on New Years Day.