Well, actually, from a running perspective, it turned out better than anticipated. Yes, OK, so the final parkrun was a year ago this weekend just past, and all the organised events I'd entered were cancelled or postponed until some indeterminate point in the future, but running, it seemed, was an escape and helped my cope with the whole general topsy-turveyness of it all, so I kept on running.
I entered lockdown running 20-25km each week and by the time the year ended, I'd run a shade over 1,000 miles during 2020, including another 6 half-marathons, completing a JoGLE challenge in November and was averaging 30-40km on a weekly basis.
2021, despite the snowy conditions in early February has continued where 2020 left off. 29 runs completed, covering just over 200 miles so far and an average distance per run of just over 11km (helped, in part by half-marathon #8 a couple of weeks back).
Two years ago, I was almost 18kg/2¾ stone heavier than I am today, and I doubted if I would make it to 30 minutes and/or 5k; 10k seemed like an almost impossible goal. Beyond 10k, I didn't even consider. Even when I started the 10k plan, I wasn't sure I'd actually get there and, once I did, I suspected that it would be an occasional thing. Little did I realise that, in less than two years, it would pretty much be my "go to" starting distance and not my occasional maximum.
I have now run more 10k+ runs (136) than I have 5k+ runs (105), where:
- 5k+ = 5k or more but less than 10k; and
- 10k+ = 10k or more, but less than 10 miles
It's fair to say that my ability to run further and for longer and to keep piling on the miles over the past two years in ways that far surpassed my own expectations.
In addition to the weight loss and the improvement in my overall fitness, my mental health has, despite the uncertainties of the world we live in, been boosted to the point that I have been ant-depressant free for 9 months, having previously been on them since 2004.
I realise, a lot of this is down to me and my own personal drives and, in no small measure, my quirks, but the difference in such a relatively short time (relative to my 50+ years on the planet) is nothing short of transformational.
All of us are on our own journeys, and this has been a very short summary of mine. For those who have followed me on this journey, I owe a huge vote of thanks for the support and encouragement. For those encountering me for the first time, I hope this provides some inspiration.
My key tips would be:
- Don't fret about time, distance or speed, just run your own runs
- It isn't a competition, so don't stress
- Bad runs happen, but they are still runs, so you haven't failed
- Just enjoy it and if you can't enjoy the actual runs, enjoy the feelings once they are complete
- Never let anyone tell you you aren't a runner, you are, irrespective of "your" particular distance
I could probably waffle on even more, but I'll leave it there.
Happy running and now, more than ever, stay safe.