I’ve been encouraged by my running the past couple weeks. Though my legs felt leaden and my lung capacity well short of 100%, I still got out for a couple social runs with the Carron Valley Trail Runners and (just about) kept up. Each run felt better than the previous one. It was a satisfyingly progressive recovery arc and I feel pretty lucky that this all coincided with these rare and amazing long spring days with bluebird skies.
At parkrun last Saturday, the weather resumed its normal service and the familiar puddles were returning to the Springburn course (though it wasn’t at full steeplechase level yet). That said, I don’t mind a run in the rain. And if you have to run in the rain, it’s more fun if there’s loads of people sharing in the almost perverse joy of it.
As per usual, I forgot to turn off my watch when I crossed the finish line, so I didn’t know what my time was. After I got the text from parkrun, I was pleased to learn I ran the 5k route in 22:46. Considering that I spend most of 2016 just trying to break 23:00, I’m happy that I’m getting back to my normal speed (or lack thereof, ‘speed’ is a purely personal thing, right?). That 5k felt tougher than it usually does, but… feel like I’m getting there.
I’m off to run the ATRX tonight — that is, the Antonine Trail 10k Race. I’ll put up a race report once that’s done and dusted. Then it’s off to Inversnaid to run the 50k Great Tartan Skidaddle route as a solo effort this coming Saturday. I trained for that thing for so long, I feel like it’s something I need to do. Maybe I’m just stubborn?
It’s great to have my health back, even if I feel a bit more sluggish than usual, but I don’t want to complain. Having been in hospital and then being sedentary for weeks really makes one appreciate how brilliant it is to be, literally, up and running.