I read somewhere that doing new things, learning new skills, pushing yourself beyond your old limits slows brain ageing and reduces the risk of dementia. Running has done all those things for me, over and over and again yesterday. What could I have possibly done that was new about running?
I ran with a club!
having established a new routine and sorted childcare for Thursday nights I looked for a club that runs on a Thursday and I found one. I contacted the club secretary and last night went to join them for a training run. They meet in a pub car park.
I was a bit early and felt a bit suspicious sitting in my car looking at all the other cars for signs of running paraphernalia, (I’d got changed at work, just walking through the hospital in my running gear was embarrassing enough!). I nearly bottled it. I hadn’t slept well the night before, I was tired and I wasn’t feeling sociable. I don’t do small talk well at the best of times. Then I remembered the little talk I gave my son last week ( re rugby tackles) about sometimes you just have to have faith in yourself and throw yourself into something, even if it scares you, because after the first time when you have survived, you will not only be ok but you will be proud of yourself for doing something g so difficult. That and I had emailed the club secretary so I felt obliged.
By 2minutes to 7 I still wasn’t seeing the crowd of runners I was expecting to, then I saw an obviously runner type woman coming out of the pub and approached her. She led me round the corner where the crowd was gathering duh !
I panicked a little when someone talked about doing 17 miles on Monday followed by intervals on tuesday – at least that was worthy of note and admiration from others, not too lowly to mention!
anyway we set off runNing and it was fine. Of course I was at the back but people did that thing where people at the front run to the back ( the first time I thought that we were passing another running club but then I clicked ) so I never feltIke I was way behind. After a couple of miles the group split and I went on the short run ( 5 miles)
Conclusion? I really liked it. Although lots of people were chatting I realised that I didn’t have to talk if I didn’t want to, nobody seemed to mind and I’m quite happy to listen to others. Everyone was nice, just chatting about running, racing and a bit of banter. In a funny way I liked being in a pack, running in a pack, maybe that’s an evolutionary throwback of some sort! Also I liked not being in charge! At work and at home there’s a lot of pressure to be the one who sorts it out, here I just switched my brain off and followed everyone else!
. I didn’t go into the pub at the end, but I will next week. There will be a next week, I definately want to do it again and I will sign up as a member. I think. I can’t believe that I ( uncoordinated un sporty never been in a team in my life) am considering joining a running club!