This weekend has been crazy but in a crazy good way. On Saturday instead of doing my usual Parkrun I marshalled at it instead as I was doing a run on Sunday. Volunteering at Parkrun is an amazing experience and if you go to your local Parkrun you really should give volunteering a go once in a while because it feels so good to give something back and you get more time to chat and get to know people. I was marshalling along the route and got so many high fives and shouts of thanks it was amazing and really makes you feel part of the community 😊(and obviously you get to wear a rocking high vis!)
So, why wasn’t I doing my usual Parkrun you may ask. Well, as I’ve previously mentioned I was taking part in a Five Weeks To 5k programme run by Julie Creffield and the The Fat Girl’s Guide To Running team online. Well this was the final weekend of the programme where from the outset we all signed to walk/jog/run a 5k. To be honest from the outset in my mind I was planning to just go do my usual Parkrun and walk/run the 5k. However, a few weeks into the programme I found out that The Saint David’s Day Run was happening on the final Sunday of the programme so I signed up to the 5k run (there are 5,1 and 10k events on the day) and still aimed to walk/run it.
Well, yesterday was the big day. Two of our friends stayed over the night before to join my husband as part of my ‘cheer squad’ and we all set off to Cardiff on Sunday morning. We arrived at the event to an amazing atmosphere and very friendly volunteers. I’d been very nervous the night before but as soon as I got there the fears faded away. The warm up began and it was clear that everyone was there for the fun of it. Gathering at the start line the butterflies started again, we all counted down together and we were off. 1k went past and I was still jogging along. Then 2k, 3k and 4k. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t given in and started walking yet. As soon as I saw that 4k sign I was determined to keep going. I’m not going to lie, it wasn’t magical, it was bloody hard but I did it. I ran the whole bloody thing and did it at a sub 40 minute time for the first time ever at 39 minutes 29 seconds.
After the run I seriously couldn’t quite believe it. I’d never run a whole 5k before and I hadn’t even planned to, mostly because I was scared I couldn’t, but this weekend I didn’t let fear stop me and I accomplished something that even on Sunday morning I didn’t believe was possible.
Well now I know anything is possible. I know I am strong and I am a runner. I’m also doing a 10k on May 15th and training starts today.
“Say no to fear and believe just how strong you are.”