Blog: Running Through My Mind
Seven months ago I wrote a blog about how I ‘may’ have signed up for a marathon.

I was in denial at the time. I hadn’t told any of my friends, because to tell them would make it real. I wasn’t ready for it to become real.

I ‘may’ have signed up for a marathon – part 2

23/11/2014
Seven months ago I wrote a blog about how I ‘may’ have signed up for a marathon.

I was in denial at the time. I hadn’t told any of my friends, because to tell them would make it real. I wasn’t ready for it to become real.

So I signed up for the Poppy Half Marathon in Bexhill, found myself a training plan and concentrated on my half marathon debut instead.

That one I did tell my friends, family and colleagues about – well, I had to give them some explanation as to why I was always too busy to meet up after work, or why I was no longer up for boozy nights out, or big nights in with takeaway and chocolate. If I didn’t, they would have only formed their own conclusions, all of which would be far more colourful than the truth, I’m sure!

My news was met with a few looks and reactions that left me in no doubt my friends believed I was one cabbage short of a patch, as I had predicted. I also encountered the equally predictable concerns over the damage I would do to my knees.

All of a sudden my knees have become a matter of national concern, or so it seems. No-one worried about my knees before. Well, not unless you count me worrying over their apparent knobbly-ness when I was a young teenager, that is (I grew out of it, in case you are wondering. I now have perfectly adequate knees).

I was, however, pleasantly surprised by the number of positive reactions and the support I received as well.

I have therefore, over the last few months, gradually let the cat out of the bag; casually mentioning my forthcoming marathon debut as though it was already common knowledge, playing it down and carefully steering all conversation away from the subject of my knees.

I ran the Poppy Half Marathon on Saturday 8 November 2014, in 1 hour 55 minutes and 44 seconds despite 27mph winds and shingle on the promenade, and was very pleased with myself. I was riding high on the wave of success for about a week, before my mind asked the inevitable question all runners are familiar with, “so what’s next?”. It was then that I realised my next race would be the Brighton Marathon on 12th April 2015. It was suddenly becoming very real ….

… so I did what any marathon runner in denial would do – I booked myself onto another spring half marathon quick-smart.

I am not completely crazy. I do have a marathon training plan and I will start it tomorrow, but I am still kidding myself that I am just in training for my half marathon in March 2015.

I ‘may’ be running a marathon 6 weeks after that.