Category: Fitness

Bedford Autodrome, or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Run

A photo of me near the start of the run, doing jazz hands and flaring my nostrils out in that really irritating way that I do every time someone takes a photo of me.
Photo by RunThrough.co.uk

As regular readers will know, I have made a few attempts to start running over my adult life, including a few failed Couch to 5K programmes. I finally managed to complete a C25K last summer, and was surprised to set my 5K personal best at my C25K graduation run, at a cool 29:36.

A few months after that, in November, I did my first 10K race and soon got a few more under my belt, and then separated from Jem. It was shortly after moving out on my own that a friend, Matt, invited me to do the Bedford Autodrome Half Marathon with him, and I thought “well, why not?”

What could go wrong, eh?

Couch Potato to Half Marathon: Torture Isn’t Always Bad

It would be fair to say that, for most of my life, I’ve lived a somewhat sedentary lifestyle.

As a kid, physical activity was anathema to the enjoyment of my school days. I used to try every trick in the book to get out of PE lessons. Partly because I was so unfit that I just didn’t enjoy them, but mainly because I used to get mercilessly bullied by the ‘cool kids’ (and, in secondary school, one of the teachers) as a result of that poor fitness.

Eventually, I found a way to get out of PE lessons permanently. I (along with some friends) built a website for my secondary school — the first school website in the region, no less — and my IT teachers wanted us to update it, maintain it and look after it on the regular, and PE lessons provided a good time to do this. I think the PE teacher was secretly happy that I wasn’t dragging down his average times any more.

The years that have passed since leaving school have seen various aborted attempts to take up running and other sports. Apart from Taekwon-do, which I started in 2016 and am still doing, nothing stuck.

All of which is to explain why, if you’d said to me just over a year ago that I would be training to run a half-marathon in August 2024, I would have spat my drink right in your face and then laughed heartily. And yet, it’s true.

So how did this come about?

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