“The sun was beating on my back, as sweat poured down my legs and my iPhone continually beat against my leg in the pocket of my jacket tied around my waist but I was not going to stop. I was determine to finish under an hour if I had to hop on the next person’s back and cheat my way to the finish line.
I rounded the corner and felt the slight upward tilt of the road and felt it go. My right knee gave a little limp into my next step and I knew, then and there, it was going to be a painful finish. So I let my mind travel far away, away from my run, away from the heat and far away from the pain in my knee.”
On Sunday, I ran the Bupa Manchester 10K Great North Run with my best friend. I have done one before but this time I had a set goal in mind. I was a bit nervous for the forecast which said, “Hot!” Only in England would it be hot on the day I wanted to attempt my best time on a 10K run. If you know me then you would say, “always your luck.” So true.
It was the perfect day in so many different ways. I waved my kids and hubby goodbye with a few good lucks and my best friend and I hopped on the train to Manchester. (we missed our initial train, chatting too much, yup, that’s us, good thing we made our start time). By 11 am it was already warming up, the pavement was steaming below us as we made our way to the start line to do our warm up. I was pumped and my energy was high!
We were off. The atmosphere was loud and buzzing which was great. It felt like everyone in the crowd was cheering you on as well as their loved ones participating. It was hard to find a good pace with people flying by you and others stopping right in front of you to walk. I have never experienced anything like it.
1K – I took in the atmosphere around me and chatted with my bestie and all the things that I passed along the way.
2K – I high fived my bestie goodbye (I know bad bff!). But it was a great moment together.
3K – I enjoyed the entertainment with bands playing all around me, pacing my step to their upbeat tempos.
4K – I ran next to a man, for awhile in a full tiger outfit, giggling every time someone shouted “GO TIGER!” (many props to you wearing that in the heat)
5K – I was high fiving all the kids on the side lines as I ran passed, it was the half way mark who wouldn’t get excited about that. The kids’ faces lit up every time a racer clapped with them.
6K – There was a shower somewhere just after the 6k mark, I think I may have elbowed a few people out of my way to get in it as if there wasn’t enough for everyone. Competitive I know! I can’t help it.
7K – My knee went at about 7.5k, I may have went to a happy place for the next 1k to get used to the pain, it all seemed a bit fuzzy at first.
8K – I caught three kids on the side lines cheering on their mother and father running while sat with their grandparents, holding signs saying, “We love you”. Talk about a melt your heart moment.
9K – I had a slight urge (ok huge urge) to run to the nearest pub and pretend I finished. One runner even asked if I was okay as I was limping by this point. (embarrassing). I probably could have walked faster.
10K – I could see it in my blurred vision, that pesky white line on top of the hill. (really? finishing on a hill in the heat, what were they trying to do to me?) I heard the annoying announcer shouting for everyone to slow their pace down. It’s the finish line, NO ONE slows down. I dragged my right leg as fast as I could and mentally knew my right foot had the chip on it and threw it first over the line.
Finish Line – I DID IT!!! As I gasped for air and looked around for my partner in crime, I saw other runners finishing, their face red from the heat and straining to finish. I glanced over to one runner in particular and just as she was about to finish over the line she dashed to the side scooped up her baby girl and finished with her in her arms! I almost seriously cried. It was the sweetest thing I have ever witnessed. Even now, I close my eyes and see her baby girl reaching out for her with the biggest smile. What a great finish way to finish!
The best thing about being a blogger is how much it changes the way you see the world. Before, I was a blogger this run still would have been magical and a great accomplishment but doing it as a blogger it was so much more for me than that. I would have never taken in all the above at each marker before.
Now, wherever I am and whatever I am doing, I take so much more in. I take in my surrounding, looking at things with an instagram eye whereas I normally wouldn’t have noticed the little things as much. I sit back and observe people more, observe my kids more, and the world interacting around me. My thoughts become tweets now, voicing them out loud or sometimes something will sparked a blog post. Like while running on Sunday sparked this very post because as I was absorbing everything around me, and I realized before blogging I would have never focused in on what I saw each step of the way, the music, the other runners, the atmosphere, etc. I would have just enjoyed it in the moment and that moment would have just passed by, to become a good day. I really do see everything so differently now. Every aspect of my life has become posts in my head, ready to share my experiences with the world. While I am experiencing them I now have a voice telling me to look around me, what do I see, hear, feel? It’s like it’s made me appreciate life so much more, opened my eyes to the true beauty of life, and all the smaller great things in it!
As I was running, I kept thinking how much happier I have been since I became a blogger. When you start to see the world through positive tweets, pretty Instagrams, encouraging Pinterest boards, and inspiring blog posts, the negative things fade away. I have always believed positives attracts more positives. My best friend is also a prime example of this, we are both very positive and we have so much fun together because of it.
Our day started out with a great run, literally, and turned into a best friend day to remember. One filled with my first taste of english passion fruit cider, shopping, lunch, and quality time with my partner in crime. Always planning our next adventure together.
Blogging really has made me see it all differently now!