As I said in an earlier post, my new trainers are sorted and I’m ready to start training again.
This week, Ceri and I ran down the road to Gelliswick Beach and across the nearest part of the Coastal Path.
We ran to the next bay and could have ran further if the tide hadn’t have been coming in. It was getting dark and would have added many miles if we’d ran in a round instead of returning before the tide came fully in.
I really struggled this time. My body was telling me to stop running and usually I ignore it and continue, but on this occasion, I just couldn’t. I listened and I stopped. I know it is a case of mind over matter, but the mind won.
I suppose I could feel proud that after a short break to catch my breath and sip my water, I did manage to start again!
It was a nice night. Still dry, but turning cool.
I should have taken photos of the pretty pathway we ran along as well as the sea views.
I enjoyed the level and downhill parts of the run. The hills were killers for me mentally.
Even during our cooldown, just walking up Gelliswick Hill felt harder than usual (and it never feels good!).
Usually, after a break from running, the first run back is easy and the second one feels harder. As my first run in a while felt difficult I wonder if my next one will feel easier?
I hope so!
