Today I went out for my 2nd training run in preparation for next years London Marathon.
Sunday is a very good day for me to run usually and I think I’d like to keep this little routine because it slots into our weekends quite seamlessly. I thought I’d find it impossible to find the time to get out and run but actually it’s been easy. As soon as Small is down for his morning nap I quickly brush my teeth, get my running kit on and he hardly notices I’ve gone!
I was hoping & expecting that since this was only my second time running in my FiveFingers, that it’d be a good chance for another walking meditation, but my body had other ideas! I felt a lot less satisfied with just walking, and I was chomping at the bit to give my legs a little run using all of the advice and training that Barefoot Husband has bestowed upon me so far.
The plan was to walk out, and run home. The idea being, that I could focus on my form and footfall (both highly important while I learn to run in minimalist footwear). I started well and felt comfortable in my FiveFinger Bikilas, the slight rubbing I’d experienced around the strap seems to have been easily corrected by simply tightening the velcro a little. I am now finding it very easy to walk with a forefoot strike while maintaining a good breathing pattern, so I can already see a little progress.
I suddenly felt like I wanted to run…(I think reading Born To Run is giving me the running bug!) so, I kicked it up a notch and broke into an easy jog. I knew there was a nice down hill stretch approaching and I figured I could run to the top and recover myself on the hill. But as I got to the hill I found I didn’t want to stop! I ran all the way down the hill, round the corner onto the High Street and just kept going. I felt so weightless and at ease.
The feeling of enjoying running is something that I am entirely unaccustomed to, many years ago when I used to go running with Husband I remember wishing we could just turn back and go home, but at the time I believed I had to run to burn calories, or whatever. I suffered from shin splints, could never breath comfortably while running and actually pretty much hated it! While reading Born To Run I’ve frequently found myself thinking “there is NO way anyone likes running enough to run 100 miles…it’s all just bravado!” but today I got my first taste of what it feels like to enjoy running and I loved it! Maybe this marathon training is going to be more fun than I thought!
Once I got a little way along the High Street I felt like I’d probably done enough and I needed to get back up the hill to get home. I walked up the hill, and to my surprise fell into another comfortable running stride as I turned right past the cricket pitch to come home. I ran pretty much all the way home, it was very steady. I didn’t have pain in my chest, or shins, or anywhere for that matter. It felt like I’d done an entirely natural thing…rather than feeling like I was forcing my body to do something it absolutely did not want to! I used to think that I wasn’t ‘built’ for running, now I’m starting to believe that I just wasn’t doing it right for all that time. My legs used to feel like lead from the star, but now they feel so light…being able to run is something I’ve always wanted and learning that my body is actually capable of running several miles is quite liberating.





