When we got back from our holiday my hubby and I both decided to hunker down and return to being dedicated about running. No more excuses. We will run 3 times a week hell or high water. Does that sound convincing?
On Sunday night we checked the weather forecast for Monday, our first run day post-holiday, but were met with an unfortunate weather forecast that showed a 90% chance of rain all evening, which is when we have time to run. So, with our renewed dedication to run consistently we decided to wake up Monday morning and run then instead (See how dedicated we’re being). We haven’t run in the mornings since the beginning of Summer when we were running 6 intervals of 6 minutes I think or something like that. It’s a far cry from running a full hour non-stop.
We had a pre-running snack, I had a coffee and we went out. It was surprisingly humid during the run, but thankfully it was not sunny. In fact, dark clouds hovered above us the entire time and there were a few random sprinkles every now and then. We ran exactly the same course we always run at night, but in the daylight it felt surprisingly strange. It was like running a new path.
However, we only made it 6km in 42 minutes. Both our bodies sort of just gave out. We were lacking energy, and by energy I mean food. We weren’t running on empty tummies, but we hadn’t eaten enough. It was terribly disappoint. We both felt defeated.
We sat down on a bench on the seaside and decided that if we continue to try to run in the mornings we’ll have to do things a little differently. What that is I have no idea. There must be an art to the morning run that I’m unaware of. I think we were also hindered by the fact that we haven’t been running so regularly this month. Our bodies aren’t used to it.
But, the bad news doesn’t stop there. Do you know what one of the disadvantages of quitting mid-run is when you run outside? You don’t make it to your planned end point, which means you have to drag your sorry, exhausted body there walking. We had 2.5 km to go on our run when we stopped so after a break on the bench we hauled our tired soles through the park on the very long walk home (because it is 2.5 km to the entrance of the park and another 1 km back home). Remind me to try to do my best to power through next time I feel like quitting mid-run.
So, on the way back we cut through the center of the park where we never go since it’s windier right on the seaside and more wind is always a plus in hot summer temperatures. What we found was a running/walking loop that was not made of cement and was a little bouncy to the step. Unfortunately, there are no distance markers, but it looks like it is about 1 km around. It gave me the idea that this might be really advantageous in winter when a windy seaside is not so much fun to run on when it’s cold. Since the loop is set back from the seaside and protected by some trees it could really be an alternative to a cold and gusty path.
The other benefit to walking through the park is that instead of running past the park cats that live on the seaside we got the chance to play with them. They are so cute and it’s fun spotting them on a run and laughing at them playing on the rocks.
In the end, perhaps quitting mid-run wasn’t all bad news. I will definitely try to keep going next time I want to quit and attempt to encourage my hubby to do the same. But, if we hadn’t prematurely stopped we never would have found the running loop that might just come in handy in the next couple of months.
What do you eat before a morning run? And how long after eating do you start your run?