Race Day Countdown

I am officially in countdown mode. Also known as blind panic mode. I’m running the Derby 10k in 24 days (Sunday 3rd April), and freaking out has commenced.

I went through the exact same training pattern last year – start off all enthusiastic, write up training plan, stick to 3 or 4 runs a week, make some quite quick, pleasing progress.

Then, a few weeks in, I feel like I can get away with missing a run or two. One or two turns into not running for nearly three weeks until one day, the realisation that I’m running 10k in less than a month sets in and there it is – the fear.

This fear quickly turned to guilt this weekend when I saw all the Team Bangs on the Run ladies on Twitter completing the Paris Half Marathon. They’d all trained so hard – I’m only doing 10k in the town down the road – I need to pull my finger out! Especially as I’ve told anyone who will listen that I’m hopefully going to complete it in less than an hour.

So, (I think) I’ve got the kick up the butt that I sorely needed, and this week training starts again with a vengeance. Watch this space…

I’m back!

Last night I was on a near 3 hour train journey back to Nottingham after a flying 24 hour visit home to Norfolk. I spent a good proportion of this journey (an hour and 40 minutes) on the phone to he of A Janathon Confession fame. This put me in a really good mood, and I’m not sure how but in turn this developed into some much needed motivation to go for a run.

So, kit was laid out on the radiator, alarm was set for 05:45 and when I woke up this morning, I was wide awake and actually really excited to run.

Made it out the door for just gone 6am and ran 3.8k (even added a little detour at the end to ensure I tipped over the 2 mile mark). Took 25 minutes, which evened out at slower than I thought but ran my fastest km (5:50) and fastest mile (10:03) on today’s run. These times need to become the norm in the next seven weeks in order to hit my goal of a sub one hour 10k, but I’m a super happy bunny this morning!

Whilst out running, I was thinking about the post I’d read on Bangs and a Bun’s blog about excuses people make to get out of going running. I think at one point or another I’ve made all of the excuses listed (bar the one about kids!) I’m never going to be someone that can keep up their training plan without fail every single week. Before this morning, I hadn’t run for 10 days. I go through waves of motivation, which you’ll be able to tell from all my previous posts. But Bangs’ post did make me think I need to stop being so pathetic and just get out there. A recommended read for anyone like me that’s trying hard to get into running, but just needs a bit of a nudge sometimes.

The Twenty-Fourth and Twenty-Fifth Days

Just a really quick one again today – having such a mega, mega busy week. These are just gonna keep on coming over the next few weeks! So much going on that I can’t wait for the weekend to come and I can have a bit of a breather.

Haven’t been able to get out for a run over the last couple of days, so instead downloaded the Nike Training app. After a slight battle with my iPhone, and some clearing out of the music on there, I had enough room to actually download the app – it appears in takes up a lot of memory.

Tried a couple of the quick 15 minute focused workouts yesterday and today – Butt Buster and Ab Burner. Thought they’d be a nice opportunity to lay on the floor and wave my legs in the air a bit, but the Butt one in particular was not the easy ride I had hoped for. I’m sure my neighbours particularly appreciated the jumping around.

Did feel a bit stupid doing some of the exercises in my tiny bedroom, especially with my makeshift medicine ball – a large jar of jalfrazi cooking sauce!

Was a really quick dabble with the app to be honest, will definitely give some of the longer, more comprehensive workouts a go and see how I get on with them.


The Twenty-First, Twenty-Second and Twenty-Third Days

A triple-header of a blog today, as again I fell off the Janathon wagon.

Firday 21st – Still suffering slightly from the flu-like symptoms that had ruined The Twentieth Day, it was a Domino’s and sofa evening and an early night as I tried to feel better in time for the next day…

Saturday 22nd – After a good eight hours sleep (for the first time in ages) I felt loads better on the Saturday morning, and boosted by another round of cold & flu capsules and ibuprofen I caught the 9am train from Nottingham to London. Living in such a small city, where it literally takes less than 15 minutes to walk from one side of the city centre to the other, I always find that going to London I cover loads more ground than I’m used to, so went in my Converse’s ready to hit the tourist trail.

When I got into St. Pancras, the Victoria line was down, so decided to walk to Euston to meet my friend Charlie. We then got the bus over to Oxford Street to meet our other friend, Naz. There was some pacing up the street, followed by a lot of mooching around Selfridges, and a long time stood around the Mac counter (damn it being the end of the month!) before heading back on the tube and over to Liverpool Street. We wandered around the shops at Spitalfields, before setting up camp in The Luxe.

It started off with a mug of tea and bowl of chips, before we began to make a small dent in the cocktail menu. Three and a half hours later, I was pretty tipsy and wishing I could stay in London to continue the fun. Instead, I had to get back on the tube to St. Pancras and I caught the train home.

I didn’t end up walking around as much as I thought I would, but getting up at 7am and not returning until nearly 11pm, I didn’t have much choice but to count the small amount of walking that did occur (in between drinking) as the day’s Janthon effort.

Another night of eight hours sleep (yipee!) and onto the next day…

Sunday 23rd – I usually go for a run before I’ve eaten anything, but this morning I woke up starving, so after enjoying poach eggs and mushrooms on toast courtesy of the housemate, I had a bit of a slouch on the sofa before finally heading out at 2.30pm. It was a thoroughly average run today – REALLY windy and I felt pretty downbeat that it wasn’t a lot easier.

The Twenty-Third Day Stats:

  • Exercise: running
  • Distance: 2.84km
  • Time: 21:13
  • Pace: 7:28/km

I’m still getting really annoyed at how hilly all my runs are! I vow now that next weekend I’ll drive somewhere else and go for a longer run somewhere a bit flatter.

On the plus side, I’ve had a text and a Facebook message this afternoon from two of my colleagues that are part of (the yet to meet) Monday Running Club, who said they’re definitely up for running tomorrow. Hurrah! The route we’ve come up with is flat but quite long. I’m interested to see what I’m like running with other people, as I haven’t done so yet as part of Janathon.

It’s 10 weeks today until our Derby 10k race. I found a 10 week 10k training plan on the internet, which I’m going to try and stick to. I feel glad that I can already run the time/distance required for the first couple of weeks of the plan, and I’m hoping that following it will help me actually make some progress. Going out on my own means that I haven’t really pushed myself. Now we’re over three weeks in and I’ve only done one run that was longer than I could comfortably manage on the 1st January anyway.

Only eight days left of Janathon, but it’s only the start of some proper training for the 10k.

The Twentieth Day (or not)

Just as I was getting back in Janathon, something comes along to knock me off my enthusiastic perch.

This morning I woke up with a sore throat, which has got progressively worse throughout the day to the point that I’m now curled up on the sofa under a blanket feeling sorry for myself. Achy, tired, oh… a bit more achy.

I’m hoping that this is just a blip caused by tiredness, because I REALLY do not have time for this. I know everyone says that when they get ill, and I feel like an idiot for saying it, but that’s what I thought this morning. I’m about to go into the busiest few weeks of the year at work, I already feel like there’s not enough hours in the day.

I’m going to leave this here now before I bore myself (and anyone that’s possibly reading this) to tears. Reading someone moaning about flu symptoms – not entertaining!

So I’m dosing myself up, getting an early night and keeping my fingers crossed I feel better tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll be back then with a (more running focussed) blog post.