Re: Bob's Bits.
Thanks everyone for your comments of support and good advice......
On the 28th of July 2018 I will have been lacing up the running shoes and turning out for a run exactly forty years. Three months has been the longest layoff following a heart attack back in 2004, apart from that, layoffs have been very rare, perhaps a week here, and a couple of missed runs there. When I first started taking running seriously I realised that because it is something that I love to do there is a tendency to overdose on it. So I decided then that I shall only run every other day, and give my body time to recover.....
Over the years I have made many friends through running, and as we have all been overcome with age, there are very few who still go running. Some were training hard to accomplish targets, some [like the amazing Ron Hill] have tried to run every day of their lives and have fell by the wayside. I'm still going, albeit slowly. I have never really set targets or asked for anything from running other than the freedom of the open road or fell, payment enough for me.
Ask me why I do it and I can produce a hundred reasons why, but over the years each reason has, at some point, been tested and has failed, and the truth of the matter is, I just don't know why I do it.
I suppose it's just like the elderly chap who's house backs on to ours. In his mid to late eighties and a devout Catholic he attends his church twice daily, three times at the weekend. Every day of his life [certainly for the last twenty years since I've known him] he leaves his house at seven in the morning, and again at six in the evening. Is running my religion?
Over the years I expect some deterioration, and there has undoubtedly been plenty of that. Distance wise, I have been reduced from long runs of over twenty miles every Sunday to Ten miles. Speed has been reduced from six minute miles to over ten minute miles. The question I must ask myself is this:- Is this a normal depreciation due to age Or something else? There are other runners down the club as old as, or older than me running so much better. Granted, they have not suffered a Heart Attack, but should I accept that this is the best that I can be?
I can't deny that even though I have never really set targets, I have been, and still are, highly competitive, as much as with myself than other runners, and it is this that has probably encouraged me to turn out on those winter mornings in the wind and rain [or worse] to run through pain and obstacles on ultra marathons or fell runs, when the only friend was a rain soaked map and a failing torch. This is why I will fight for every mile. I might lose the odd battle, but I will try my utmost to win the war.
Basically, I'm just saying what Val and Myrtle said earlier that everybody has a bad day....How much better it looks after a good nights sleep.....