On Sunday night before I feel asleep I was thinking about the day and how we didn’t manage to get our 10 mile training run done that weekend. I was kinda bummed about it. I mean we did 5k and that was ok but it wasn’t 10 miles and we need to do 10 miles. Then in my sleepy haze I suddenly stopped and thought to myself, wait a moment, when did I become a person that thought 5k wasn’t a long way?!
5k is a long way. 5k is 3.1 miles. 3.1 miles is from my house down into the city centre – which is far. It takes me 20+ minutes to drive that in my car sometimes when its busy, and i’ve never considered walking from here into town, but the fact that I can run it in loops around my neighbourhood, or out-and-back along the sea front isn’t a bit deal anymore?! I think I need a change of perspective! Since early 2015 i’ve ran approximately 249.7 miles. Thats the equivalent of 9+ marathons. ME. I’ve ran that. Not all at once but still i’ve done THAT many miles. The distance between Swansea to almost-Leeds by road according to Google maps. ME.
And I know I can go further than that – i’ve done it. But just because I can go further doesn’t mean I should stop seeing 5k as a big achievement, or any ‘little’ distance for that matter. This time last year I could barely go a mile, and i’d never ran 5k. I ran my first 5k on 7th March 2015 according to my nike+ app, and now that distance doesn’t even seem a big deal. I have come so far, and i’d almost forgotten just how far. Lots of people will never attempt to run a 5k or a 10k or a half marathon like I have/am. I pound the pavements putting pressure on my knees and feet and raising my heart rate and making my face turn beetroot multiple times a week and my body lets me do it. I keep pushing it a little bit further as time goes on and a little bit faster and it lets me. It does want I want it too. I should be grateful for that – not everyone has that luxury.
As running becomes just a normal part of my life, i’m glad I am able to look back and still see the extraordinary achievement it is for me. I need to remind myself sometimes that 5k is still 5k. It’s still 3.1 miles and 3.1 miles is still a bloody long way and I just ran it. ME.