I love exercise. But I don’t love running.
I recognise the benefits it can bring me, and after I’ve run I feel a sneaking satisfaction, but it will never be my exercise of choice.
If I have a choice, I cycle or I go the gym. But as the nights are drawing in I’m not so confident on my bike, so in the last few weeks I’ve switched to evening running. And oh, can my body feel how long it has been…… My longest ever run was a half marathon. The whole way around my legs wondering what the heck was happening to them and when would it every end? There’s no way I could do that right now. So I am back to what I did when I first took up running. Lamppost training.
It’s my very own form of fartlek. I run as far as I can, and then I aim for the next lamppost. And then the next. When I need to stop to walk a little, then it’s just to the next lamppost and no further.
The more I run, the most lampposts I tick off, the strong and faster and better I become. The only way to get better at running, is to run.
There’s no shame in being slow and steady. In walking a little when you need to. You don’t need special equipment or a fancy running watch. You just need to get out there and do it.
One lamppost at a time.