Back in the saddle

Justin Horrocks Tuesday, 20 March, 2012

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Hello my friends sorry it's been a while since my last blog, but I found it hard to blog about my gym stuff when I wanted to be running around like a loon as is my nomral practice. So what's been going on since we last were here... Gym work and sullen looks out the window at the gorgeous running weather I keep on missing. As a lot of you know I been on the up and down the past few weeks due to not being able to run. After getting the good news from the doc on the X-ray front but the bad (for me) but sensible news from coach Nick that he didn't want me running, as hard as it has been not to go out, I have done as he has told me. I've not ran but done the other exercises; more doggy paddling, bike work and X-training than I care to talk about, as none of it compares to the freedom (said in a William Wallace way with as dodgy an attempt at a Scottish accent as Mel Gibson) of running. Well we have a new week and I am going to RUN. Here comes the really hard bit this week... I have to remember not to try too hard or go to far, which could lead to my downfall. As much as I want to launch myself out the door like a gate being opened in front of a greyhound on the track, I have to be sensible. Something that many of you know I will find pretty damned hard to do! So this week will be some shorter runs to start with and hopefully some speed work. As much as I dislike speed work, I've found myself really missing this as it's always been what's made me blow out my... well you get what I mean eh, so I can't wait to try some fast trots which for now will be done shod I'm afraid as I don't want to risk going barefoot too soon and mess up the stressful recovery I have just gone through. It was stressfull believe me, seeing everyone posting about long runs, hill reps, sprints and even the dreaded thresholds felt like lots of little daggers twists. I was not a happy bunny seeing the rest of the Spartans and The Flying Foxes from the Women's Running Project 26.2 and how well they were progressing was hard. I felt like I was missing out and losing my fitness. It felt like I was at the start of a marathon watching from the sidelines and waving the rest of the Project 26.2 members off seeing them fade into the distance. Not a happy chappy! It didn't help that I couldn't do the Surrey Spitfire this Sunday gone, the second time I've pulled out of an event, it really goes against it for me to do that, but I've got to think sensibly... Sometimes at least.
But never mind because all that is behind me from now on... I am A RUNNER once more and I could not be happier. It's like finding a long lost love, remembering something in your past that made you smile, like a child waiting for Christmas morning. Anything that you can liken to true happiness is how I feel today. I cannot wait and as careful as I am going to be going and as slow as I am going to be going, I don't care as I will be running and that my friends is all I really care about. Not much of a blog this time around people, for that I am sorry but when I'm as down as I have been with not being able to run as I have recently, I'm next to useless. I didn't want to put my negativity into words and bore you even more than I normally do, at least normally I hope I bore you with a smile.
So until next weeks my fellow runners, I shall say good day to you all.

Big love,

Foot Boy

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