October 2nd 2017
Today was race #1 of our Winter 5km race series. On the first Monday of every month, we run in a 5km race with people from local businesses. Today was the first race of the third series, and also the first time I’ve successfully ran through a stitch. Usually when I get a stitch I take it as a sign from God to stop running and, more specifically, to sit down. So I sit down for a bit. That’s what stopped me doing better in last month’s race. I kinda sorta just sat down for a little bit because I got a stitch.
Today though, I ran through it. To slightly misquote an Irish boyband; “When the going gets tough, just carry on running even though it feels like you’re going to throw up and collapse”
So when the stitch hit at about 3km, I carried on running, even though it felt like I was going to throw up and collapse. There may be reasons why that wasn’t a good idea, but I was kinda proud of myself that I didn’t give up early — as I’ve previously proven to be completely capable of.
It was a hard run, but at the end I was left with that sense of satisfaction that makes running worthwhile. You always dread it, but then you’re glad that you did it.
I mean, I didn’t place particularly highly in the race, nor did I get near my previous PB (I was 28 seconds off) but kept going even though it felt like I was going to throw up and collapse. So that’s good.
Until tomorrow, hopefully race two in the series will be better still.