My first week of marathon training is done. I'm celebrating with diamond marshmallows (it's the festive season after all) and a repeat of Made in Chelsea (if you've not got me a Christmas gift yet I'd really like MIC:FIT).
I've realised that the first weeks of marathon training are a little, well, odd. I'm training for a massive challenge, but my schedule looks exactly like it did before - a few 3 mile runs in the week, some yoga, a little cross-training and a longer run on Sunday. I'm not quite sure how to articulate it, but here I am 'training for a marathon' but because the long miles haven't kicked in yet it doesn't really feel like I am. I guess it didn't help that Monday and Tuesday I did nothing at all in the way of training!
On the flip side, I am acutely aware that in just 17 weeks time I will be toeing the line in Paris about to run 26.2 miles all in one go. Having that thought at the front of your mind is a good motivator when it's freezing out and you'd rather stay in bed.
It's a strange contrast of feelings. I'm sure it will even out once the long miles kick in.
Despite not really feeling like I'm training for a marathon, the first week of training has been pretty fun! On Wednesday I hit Lululemon for run club where we teamed up with Zero Calorie Advent Calendar (and a canine companion!) for four miles out and back along the river. Everything in the world seems to happen on a Wednesday and I hadn't made it to run club for a few weeks, so it was nice to catch up with everyone and admire the city as we ran.
From run club it was straight over to Frame in Shoreditch for Frame Rave - a class which confirmed why I am a runner and not a dancer. Apparently I have no rhythm, coordination and pretty limited flexibility. But from time to time it's good to embrace the things that you're bad at, and I had a blast throwing myself around to music!
Thursday and Friday were both quick three mile jaunts around my neighbourhood. I love exploring London, but for time to time it's nice just to run around the streets where I live. They're always the same, but there's always something new to spot - I saw at least two new places to try during these short runs!
One of my favourite things is getting up early on a Sunday and heading in to town for my long run. I spend the whole week planning my route and finding buddies to run with. This week I met up with Rachel and we ran around icy streets, along the Thames and explored Battersea Park. It was freezing. There was ice on the ground and the fallen leaves looked like they'd been covered in glitter. It was so pretty, but also a pretty sharp reminder that I'm going to have to invest in some warm winter kit to get me through the next few months. After all, there's no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothes!
Miles run to Paris - 16