
Despite the rain, I went along to the Wimbledon Parkrun this morning for their weekly 5km race. It was cold, drizzly, and not the ideal introduction, but I’m really pleased with myself for dragging my ass out of bed and getting down there to do it.
What I’m even more pleased about is my time, 24:29, which is a lot quicker than I thought I’d do it in. And especially as I did the first lap in 11:30, which is far too fast for me, and I was flagging by the second lap. The thought of stopping to walk was always in my head, and as we ran past my flat for the second time, it crossed my mind that I could stop and be home within 30 seconds.
But I didn’t, I kept going and managed to complete it. It was obviously a little disheartening to be overtaken by a guy pushing a small child in a pushchair, but I’ll cope with it.
Here’s to doing the same again in a fortnight’s time! (I’m off for a week’s holiday tomorrow…)
EDIT: I am sitting here with a massive grin on my face now. I really feel like I achieved something today. I’m so proud of my time, and more importantly for actually planning to do this and going through with it, despite the early start, and despite the weather. I’ve shown myself that when I do put my mind to something I can actually do it.