I was once a lonely runner. I began running in 2009 at the gym, and it wasn’t long before that was all I was doing at the gym so I took it outside. I don’t know really why I started, but once I did I became addicted to the freedom, the way I felt so strong, the endorphins at the end of a good run. I even entered my first race in 2009 by myself, a small local 10k. I was very nervous and not accustomed to running with or against others. I was 4th female home! My dad was driver and cheered me on, but none of my family nor friends understood why I was running.
You don’t need to lose weight! Running is bad for your knees… Don’t you get bored? It’s dangerous to go out by yourself all those miles. Reading a women’s running magazine helped to stave off the anxieties that a lonely runner often faces. No matter what anyone else said, I was hooked.
I progressed with my mileage. I ran a 10 mile race and then my first half marathon in 2011. Racing was addictive, and I love medals. Runners are a friendly bunch, but brief acquaintances at the start line are quickly forgotten when the gun goes and the competition begins.
I became more and more obsessed with race times, mileage covered per week and scrutinising my diet. At the back of my mind I had somewhat fallen out of love with running, and it had become a compulsion.
In 2012 two things happened: I got injured training for a 10k and I met my future husband. He’d always wanted to try running but, being a typical footballer, had no sense of pacing. As I recovered from my knee injury through rest, then walking, then slow runs he accompanied me (and kept me sane!).
My first half marathon after injury, later that year, was awful. Just back off holiday, I was sick and probably shouldn’t have run. It was Craig’s first half marathon, and my birthday, so quitting was not an option! As I laboured through the race, Craig stayed by my side (even though he could have ran on much faster) and coaxed me through. I was eternally grateful to finish, even if it was nearly 15 minutes slower than my PB. By myself, I don’t think I would have got through. I began to see the real value of not being a such a solo runner.
Fast forward to 2014, and most of my training runs are completed with my now husband. I still run alone from time to time, and race shorter halfs or less solo, but I am more chatty than before and finally embracing the camaraderie of the running community and relishing the support of volunteers and crowds.
Three months ago we joined a running club and immediately loved it. Runners really are some of the best people around, and we have been lucky enough to pick a fantastic club for team spirit, talent and fun. Meeting up with fellow club members before a recent race gave the day a new dimension and sharing stories and advice is priceless.
And finally, my friends and family are starting to wonder – just what is it that attracts Amber to all this running? She’s been doing it for years, there must be something about it! Last weekend, I did my first ever fun run with my sister, best friend and her niece.
I helped my sister in the weeks leading up to it by run-walking our local area. She didn’t quite make it to running a full 5k but the aim of the day was to have fun and raise money for Children’s Hospice South West. We arrived at Bristol Downs for the Rainbow Run last Saturday. She was very nervous and excited, and I couldn’t help but be excited too.
All four of us walk-ran the route together – running through the paint stations and posing for our personal photographer (aka Craig who did more running than we did and he didn’t even take part!).
My legs were itching to go – I wondered what time I could have done – but actually what was more important was supporting my friends on their run – I wanted them to enjoy it and want to do it again, not demoralise them and look like a bit of a d*** by running on!
And they really did enjoy it… and so did I! I love the thrill of a fast 10k or the burn of longer races, inwardly focussing to perfect my pacing and meet my goals. But running is about so much more than that. And sharing your love of running with others, especially those who are nervous or worried about it is a feeling on par with scoring that new PB. I am very proud to have inspired friends and family to take up running and find enjoyment in it. Even when I run alone these days, I am no longer a lonely runner.
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