I’ve been thinking recently about how, events aside, I tend to do the same two or three routes, and I wondered if that’s part of the reason why I’m in a little bit of a rut, running-wise. I’ve mentioned previously that I’m not as pleased with where I am fitness-wise as I’d like to be, and maybe that’s because I need to mix it up a little.
In that spirit, I decided that after a day at the Wallsend Festival with my parents, the kids and Mrs Browno, I might as well run the relatively short distance from Wallsend to their house. It was pretty fun hitting a route I’d never run before (although one I’d driven A LOT).
It’s amazing how little you notice hills when it’s your car taking the strain rather than your legs, and it turns out that the road which effectively runs through Richardson Dees Park is way steeper than I’d ever realised, in spite of having spent the first 18 years of my life living in Wallsend(ish).
I’d actually overestimated how far the run would be too – I guess distances seem bigger when you’re a kid, but for some reason I figured it’d be 3 to 4 miles.As it turns out though I reached my parents’ house within a mile and a half and had to run to the end of their estate and back and loop their block a couple of times just to string two miles out of it.
Still, in spite of the run being a bit shorter than I’d expected, it was nice to step out of my comfort zone. It felt like a (much) smaller scale version of the time I ran home to Gateshead from Durham after a day out with the family two years ago. As ever, it was much more demanding running after a day in the sunshine with my kids than after a day in the office, but it’s given me a taste for trying new routes to keep my interest going.
One week ’til the Great North 10k, and I’m aiming to run twice before then, and at least one five miler in that time.
Music: Sleater-Kinney – Dig Me Out