About a month ago, while I was on holiday in Brittany, I decided to go for a run. It was a Sunday morning and it had been raining overnight and for much of the morning but the rain was clearing and the weather fast improving. I hadn’t been for a run for a couple of weeks but I thought I wouldn’t have any trouble doing a gentle 3 miles or so, following the route of a cycle ride that was provided by the holiday park that we were staying at. You can see from my ‘Run O’Hare Run’ page that I’m not a great runner but have been trying to get into running since May and although I had previously had a fairly poor record of getting out there 3 miles was easily a comfortable distance.
Anyway, I left the rest of the family with the words that I would see them in about 30 minutes which was plenty enough time for 3 miles and off I went. Well, it was a good run but it went on and on. I didnt have a watch but it felt a long time as I went along and when I got to about half way I was feeling pretty whacked. Further and further I went, now on the homeward part with my legs starting to feel significantly sore. It was tough. Eventually, I got back to the park only to find my wife leaving with car keys in hand on the way to try to find me. I hadn’t been 30 minutes but more than double that time and everyone was starting to get worried. I just couldn’t understand it. How could I go from being able to confortably run 3 miles in about 30 minutes to taking twice that time and feeling totally knackered at the end. Okay, it was a bit hotter than at home and the route had some quite decent climbs in it, but 60+ minutes? That was cruel.
A couple of days later I decided to cycle the same route with the gps on my phone switched on the track how far I had been. I got to about halfway round and the distance was reading 2.9 miles… I got to the end and it was reading 6.3 miles… I had run 10km… I have always wanted to run a 10k route but never worked myself up to this distance and now it turned out I had – an accidental 10k. My first ever. So, that’s the way to do it – complete your ambitions by accident – it’s much easier that way. And here. for the record, is my route:
Now then, how about a half marathon?
