Lisa's marathon blog #3

Lisa's marathon blog #3

Posted on: 14 February 2017 in

The slow poke

22/01/2017

Today is the first day that I have questioned why I entered the London Marathon.

I have had a cold all week, which has made running a serious chore as it is freezing outside.  I am now back to Sunday = long run day, and have managed a couple of smaller runs this week, however, I am starting to slip behind on my training schedule. According to my training plan, I should be running at least 10 miles on my long runs by now, but I struggled to finish 6 today!  I keep waiting for the nice phase to hit; the phase where running becomes less of a struggle and more something I look forward to, but I think this may be a myth! The thing that got me out of the house and through the run today was the thought of the hot coffee (and sneaky flapjack) I had once I reached my destination.  With each run in the frosty weather on the icy ground, I also gain new appreciation for the homeless that are out suffering through the winter at the moment, and it gives me more determination to do my training, complete the marathon, and raise money for my local homeless charity; the York Road Project. I hope that next week's training will be better, and any support and donations truly do help both the charity and my spirits!

​Today's run was a slow incline up to Newland's corner, and I gradually got slower as the hill increased (as shown in the pics below). It was definitely a struggle to run today, and one thing that did not help was getting scowled at by a stranger. This particularly annoys me. I don't know if they think that I am plain crazy, or annoying them some way, but it is just not necessary! When you are half way through a long run and slogging your way up the hill, a smile from a stranger can go a long way, and if I didn't think I would come across as a weirdo, I would be cheering all other runners on, not scowling at them!

One thing I have learnt from my own running is to not judge others. It doesn't matter what they look like or how fast they are going; they are out there giving it their all! You don't know how far someone has run or what they have been through to get to where they are, and I can totally sympathise with them, as it isn't easy!  I suppose if it was easy, everyone would do it, and then you wouldn't get the sense of achievement and satisfaction that you get when you finish a run. This is what I am holding on to for the marathon at the moment: that feeling after I finish the race....