Month: January 2015

Bowing out

Sprained ankle chic

Sprained ankle chic

I’m so, so disappointed to be writing this, but I’m not going to be running Brighton Marathon this year.

My ankle isn’t getting any better, and with only 10 weeks to go I’ve had to acknowledge that I can’t get fit in time. Obviously I’m not doing the half marathon in a few weeks time either.

I feel really sad on both fronts. Training for the marathon has been a really big focus for me for the 9 months or so. I’ve put a lot of effort into it, and I feel cheated that this is what it’s amounted to.

I’m even disappointed about missing the half – I loved it last year and was so excited about running it again with a group of friends.

I miss running full stop.

The last few weeks have been pretty stressful for a number of reasons. Not being able to stick my trainers on and disappear up on the Downs or down on the seafront for an hour or two has been tough. It’s a good reminder of my overall running goal though – I want to be able to run for the rest of my life. This is one injury, only a few months out of years of running. It’s not the end of the world.

So I’m bracing my wallet, heading back to the physio and hoping I’ll have my trainers back on soon. I’ll sign up for Brighton Marathon 2016, and I’m looking at a few September/October marathons too.


Week ?: catching up and falling behind


The beautiful (uncrowded) Dingle course.


I haven’t blogged about my marathon training for months. It’s not because I haven’t been doing any – quite the opposite.

The last time I blogged was just before Dingle Half. I was underprepared and injured, so I changed my goal from running it in a good time to running it truthfully: without lying to myself about what I was capable of and without hurting myself. I’m not sure if I achieved it or not: I got the most monumentally awful case of cramp I’ve ever had (my toes were doubled back under my feet and I couldn’t uncurl them), which I think I can attribute to pushing a little bit too hard on the first hills and skipping a water stop. However, I did finish without my injury flaring up, and I enjoyed myself, even with the cramp.

After the half, I was really enjoying running, training hard, working on my technique and pace and feeling pretty good about the marathon. The only reason I wasn’t blogging was time – work, plus home, plus running, plus yoga, plus strength training took up all of it. It was all going really, really well.

And then I ran over a cracked paving slab and sprained my ankle.

I feel pretty upset about it. It was over three weeks ago and I’m still not really running – I managed 2.5 miles yesterday, but I’m sore today. I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to do the marathon – it’s only 12 weeks away, and while I was up to half marathon fitness, it’s a lot of miles still to add. One paving slab means all those weeks of training and all that hard work don’t really count.

Not knowing if I can do it or not is frustrating – I feel like I’m in limbo. I don’t want to give up, but if I do managed to get to the starting line I know it’s going to be twice as hard because I’ve missed out on so much training and I didn’t want to go into this underprepared.

All I can do is rest up, wait it out, and be honest with myself if it gets to a point where I really don’t have time to train.