Who run the world? Girls
After last week's shocker of a run on Sunday, it kind of scared me. I love running, it gives me a freedom I don't otherwise feel and it really alters my mood. (in a positive way!) I was really drained and pessimistic after Sunday and it really knocked me.
I cancelled Monday night's gym class. (also because I didn't have a working car headlight, so driving in the car was out!)
I think this altered my mood and set me on a precedent for the rest of the week, as Tuesday was not a good day at all.
Therefore, my mantra changed for Wednesday to "today is going to be a good day." And, it was, I was back.
...However I did cancel Thursday nights run, because, rain. And I'm just over rain and feeling cold.. 🥶
Now, this week I don't want to talk about what I'm raising money for, or long runs. This week I have only done one run and it was a fairly important run, and I feel now is not the right time to continue raising and asking for money for my charity, when there are more important events happening in the world.
International Women's day - Parkrun. 💜
It was an absolutely beautiful day for a Parkrun. Not a cloud in the sky, the sun was out, and the park was heaving with people. So much so, we couldn't park on the car park! There was only Sophie and I this week, and it was a special occasion because Parkrun was celebrating International Women's day.
We turned up and ran our Parkrun our own way. I don't run with Sophie, because she is much faster than me and honestly, I quite like being in my own little world, doing my own thing. This week was pacer week, and when we turned up we were surprised with how busy it was! So much so, we couldn't even get on the path to begin our run.
It took a while for people to stream through but the park looked stunning. It really made me appreciate running there each week, and how super it is to have a park like this so close to us.
I finished and felt so much better than I did last week. I felt accomplished and happy. I wonder if this is down to the article that I read on Friday night in Women's Running about "imposter syndrome" and it really resonated with me. You can see that just with the name of my blog. I don't believe I can run. I don't class myself as a runner. But, when I look at the stats and my progress. It doesn't matter. I AM a runner. I'm not the fastest. I might not know all the lingo. I might not have all the kit, but week on week, I go out and I do my best. I do it for me. Not for anyone else. I'm not doing this to prove a point, this is for my mental health, and dare I say, I enjoy running.
I got my barcode scanned but strangely, Sophie was still at the scanners. I wondered what was going on.. She had left her barcode in the car. We tried finding her Parkrun number to try and get the barcode up on one of our phones but to no avail, there were 2 options:
1 - leave it, and have an 'unknown' result on the Parkrun website, meaning that this mornings run would not count towards her total. (We are currently on operation 50 Parkruns for our elusive red tee.)
2 - run back to the car to get the barcode, back to Avenham park and get it scanned before the wonderful volunteering team packed up.
Guess which option was chosen...
"What time are you packing up?" The time was 9.40. We were parked on Frenchwood. I set my Strava off again. Off we went. "Sophie, stop talking to me and just run."
My friend Aimie was at the play area with her 2 boys so I stopped and explained what was going on. Sophie got back to me and we relayed it back. She'd committed the ultimate sin and had taken her finisher token with her too. She passed the finisher token to me, and her barcode and I ran the final distance. The kind volunteers at Preston scanned the barcode and the token and Sophie was one happy lady.
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