When I started running seriously a few years ago I’d often be asked by runners I met or interested friends and family whether I had run or planned to run a marathon. My answer was an unequivocal “No. Never!” I say this cautiously, and in hush tones, but I think that today has changed my mind.
Like a comet orbiting the Earth, the Carterton 10k made its re-appearance in my running calendar today. Each year it seems to hold something different for me and, ironically, this year was no different.
Updated on 17/03/14 to include revised chip time!
Less than two weeks ago myself and The Wife decided, at short notice, to have a jaunt into London Village. We love London and are fortunate to make the relatively short jump of 60-odd miles fairly frequently. This visit wasn’t for the normal shopping or sightseeing, although we did see some sights; this visit was to cheer on 3000 men, women, boys and girls round a muddy field in Hampstead!
There are lots of people who have been doing lots of running as part of Janathon - a month long event encouraging people to jog, log and blog each day. I’ve been enjoying reading their adventures but I’ve been focussing on quality rather than quantity as I prepare to take on my favourite race: the Carterton 10k.
Running kit is numerous and varied. I’m sure you all have different views on what your favourite piece of running kit is but I challenge you to name something that is more essential than your running shoes. And herein lays my current agony.
Last January I used planking as my Janathon activity in an effort to start building my core strength to help my running. Whilst stretching my plank PB I came across a guy by the name of Brendon Birch through Twitter. Brendon, aka lehorse1, is a member of Absolute Triathlon Club in Nottingham and set himself a 12 month running challenge to raise money for the Karen Green Foundation.
It’s the first of January; the start of a new year. Again. Time to halfheartedly promise to start or stop something only to find that a fortnight is about enough time to lose all recollection of what that something was. Sound familiar?