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My New Rules of the Road

The Reality Check!

When I signed up for this challenge, I had visions of sunset runs and churning the miles like I used to along the back roads of Porthdarfach and Trearddur Bay. I know what it feels like to fly, but right now I'm learning what it feels like to build wings again. 

So, the reality? It’s been squeezing in 30-40 minute runs in before a shift or hitting the treadmill on the days we can get gym time. On the odd occasion it's a late at night run while the kids are sleeping. It’s a bit messy, the early mornings are tiring, but every mile is worth it.

As well as changing my routine to increase my running miles every week (slowly) I am also changing my mindset. The old me would be focused on pace (min/miles) podiums and Personal Bests. The new me is about consistency, recovery quality and the impact of the charity and mental resilience. I will intentionally not be looking at old data, the rear view mirror is smaller for a reason.

Returning to running is like returning to a childhood home; everything looks familiar but the perspective has completely shifted.

The Training Stats

While I’m tracking my current miles to stay safe and consistent, I’m no longer comparing them to the ghosts of my past times. Today’s data is a tool, not a judge, I'm mindful of not getting bogged down with data as this is how I took the enjoyment out of my running years ago, by focusing on how I performed, instead of how it made me feel. This time it is different.

  • Miles logged in December: 47

  • Cups of coffee consumed: 65... I don't think I'll track these in future!

  • Current favourite pump-up song: Musical sing along songs or The Ultimate Running Playlist on Spotify. I never did enjoy listening to music when running, but I do now. 

  • Status of my running shoes: Tired like me! I still have some miles left in these Hoka trainers, but I treated myself to a new pair of Altra trainers which are known for their wider, boxier fit around the toe and zero drop from heel to toe. I like the feel of the Altras to walk in, but I don't know how long I'll be able to run in them as my front toe on my right foot is touching the front despite getting the usual half a size bigger, I begrudge getting a size 10! I'll rotate between the two for now and see how it goes.


Why This Charity?

In my job, we see people on their worst days. The Firefighters Charity is there for us on our worst days, whether it’s physical recovery or mental health support. Knowing that your donations will help my colleagues across the UK is what keeps my legs moving when I want to quit.


The Upcoming Milestone

The 10k is just around the corner on 8th March 2026. It’s the first 'test' of my fitness before I scale up to the Half and the Full Marathon. I’m nervous, but ready to see what these legs can do.




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