According to my Runkeeper, I have 341 activities logged on my account. Those activities include my running, hiking, walking, kick boxing, other cardio… yoga… etc. I don’t remember every single one of those. I can look back at the statistics in my account and review my pace, my mileage, my time, etc. But I can’t look back and remember how those runs felt.
I write in a running journal because keeping track of the feelings along with the raw data is important to me. I don’t want to just see that I ran 2.5 miles in X amount of time. I want to see that I ran 2.54 miles in thirty-four minutes. I want to know that my legs were still stiff from the 10k I ran the following weekend. I’m interested in the fact that I watched “Blindspot” while running those 2.5 miles on the treadmill. I like looking back and seeing notations such as “Didn’t get my run in today. Went out with drinks with M instead. Will run tomorrow instead”.
The other day, one of the members in the Sub30 Women’s group wrote a post requesting inspiration for her own running journal. I flipped through my pages, snapped a couple of pictures and shared them with her. It made me stop and flip through the pages for a moment. At this moment, I have a week and a half of running log pages left. A nice, clean, brand new copy of this journal is sitting at home ready for me to log the first run into it.
For now, I wanted to take a look back and show you some of the notes I jot into my journal about run-of-the-mill runs, injuries and races. Hopefully you’ll find it inspirational. If not, maybe it will be an interesting look into the way I log some of my most important moments!
I PR’ed this distance and was positively jubilant after running this course. I had worked the night before and had trained very little for this race. In fact, I signed up for it on a whim because I really liked the 40th anniversary finishers’ medals! I noted my favorite aspects of this race and also jotted down my time.
I first ran this race in 2014. I placed in my age group during that race, as well (F20-24). This race is a fairly small one but an important one to me. I noted the conditions and expressed pride in myself for running it “faster” than I had been running the 5K distance at that point. Unfortunately, this year I am probably going to miss this race but will be back in 2017.
I first started running at my best friend’s suggestion. 2015 marked two years since that moment! I started with the Couch25K program and now I’m running 10Ks on a whim. I noted my stats and how the run felt. Looking at this log, I can almost feel my feet on the trails winding outside of Wakulla Springs.
Running isn’t always serious business for me. To get through those long long runs… you have to have a sense of humor. Flipping through my journal, I got a chuckle at this note from my 11-miler.
I sprained my ankle midway through my marathon training cycle. I remember that September run where I really knew something was wrong with my ankle. Every time my foot struck the sidewalk, searing pain shot into my ankle. I had a hard time putting weight on it and had to get my husband to help me up the stairs when I got home. The next morning, my hubby took me to the ER. I was told I probably had some type of sprain and needed to stay off of it as much as possible over the next few weeks. I was very upset – a few weeks felt like ages when looking at my training calendar.
I took a little over two weeks off from running. I probably returned a little too quickly. When I did return, I made sure to take it easy.
Until here lately, I have viewed running on a treadmill as being close to torture. I typically get bored due to the unchanging environment and can’t stomach being on one for more than an hour. I view running the WDW Full Marathon as my biggest achievement for the 2015-2016 running “season”. This long run is a pretty close second to that!
And so we come full circle (yes, I also signed up for this year’s Springtime on a whim).
Not every memory is a good one. Not every run was a PR. Not every note is even about running. But these are moments that I will be able to look back on. I’ll be able to smile and think, “Yes… yes I remember that run where I pondered picking up a pack of underwear.”