Running The Royal Parks Half Marathon
‘if you saw my first run you would have laughed at me’
I was contacted by Tommy’s charity to run the Royal parks half marathon to help raise money for them, I was so happy to get involved as it is a charity that my sister had ran the marathon twice for as it was a subject close to her heart. I haven’t ran since I was in school so I knew this would be a big challenge for me but running for the 10 nieces and nephews that I never got to meet and for all those that have gone through the same thing was all the motivation that I needed.
I downloaded an app that sorted out all of my training for me, it told me what days to run and for how long. Now if you had seen my first run you would have laughed at me, I didn’t last to seconds before I was all red in the face and puffed out, I thought it was the end for me before I had even started but I thought I just Have to keep trying. I decided to join up to a running group so every friday I ran 3 miles with them, this built my stamina up very quickly and soon I became more confident that I could actually finish the race. The first run long run was 10miles, up and down hills in the middle of a rain storm, I honestly thought I could pass out on this run. Unfortunately I got a very nasty injury from this run 5 miles in, It really hurt but I thought if I keep going then it will stop eventually, I walked ended up walk some of the time, it didn’t get any better I done more damage to it by continuing to run/walk the next 5 miles on it. The next day it was still so painful to walk so I went to get it checked, they told my that I had sprained a ligament in my foot and had no choice but to rest it, so was unable to train. I rested it for over a week and then eased myself back into training. I managed to get in a few more 4-5 mile runs before the big day.
We set off on our way, my heart pumping at the thought of running all that way. my sister didn’t last long before nature called as the baby was bouncing on her bladder, so we had to run on and leave her, I managed to run all the way to the 6mile mark without stopping or walking this is when I spotted my beautiful family sitting on the side waving and cheering, I was so happy to see them I nearly cried.
Then all of a sudden a stitch hit me, I was in so much pain! I think this was because I had not eaten anything before the run and so my tummy was NOT happy with me, I walked for 2 minutes until it eased off and then off I went again. It got really tough once I reached the 7 mile mark I started to get emotional knowing that I still had 6 miles to go. It was a round this time that my brother in law and I left each other and was running on our own as he had damaged both of his calfs in training so needed to take it easy. 8 miles came and went then 9 this is when I nearly broke down, it seemed like it was never going to end, every time we ran past a group of people cheering it gave you a little boost of energy to get you that bit further. I finally saw the 12 mile sign I got so excited! 1 mile to go!!!! I pushed myself to go that bit faster as I just wanted to see that finish line. There it was insight, the music pumping the people cheering and YES I did it I crossed the finish line….they gave me my medal shook my hand and handed me a banana, I ran on to find my family and as soon as I saw them I burst into tears. I had never felt so many different emotions all in one go. I had completed the race in 2hrs and 27 minutes I am very happy with my time. my sister and the baby also completed the race and I couldn’t be more proud of her. Both of my brothers also completed.
If you are thinking of running but don’t think you can then please do push yourself, it is amazing how quickly your body can adapt. please let me know how you get on or if you have done anything similar to me. Love Jessie Jones xx