Diary of a Slightly Scared Runner: The Evening Jog…

Having had confirmation I’ll be running the marathon, I decide it’s time to get the training going in earnest. And due to a rather crazy life schedule (yes, I know, sounds like some awful office jargon spewed out at work meeting), I realise I’m going to have to start running in the evenings.

Thoughts before the run:


My bright pink running garb* and equally bright puffy cheeks won’t be as visible.





Can’t  see where going.

Chance of getting run over quite high.


Might fall over.

Despite the cons outweighing the pros, there was nothing else for it: I’d just have to go out and get on with it…

This isn’t me – but it’s nice to pretend…

After the run:


Beautiful night sky, great to get some fresh air after hours in a stuffy office.

Time to clear my head and chill out.

Run in the evening actually seemed a lot easier than the early morning ones.

Great way to end the day (although legs quite sore now!)

Lovely to run amongst the autumn leaves and first frost,

Chance to see wee snippets of life: Commuters heading home, one man and his dog, elderly couple out for a walk.

Not too cold, as forgot you heat up when running…

And – of course –

My bright pink running garb* and equally bright puffy cheeks weren’t as visible.


Dodging the thousands of leaves and not being able to tell where pavement ends/road starts.

One slippage and near-spectacular fall.

Small branch of tree displaced after recent storm caught in lace and dragged along. Prompting second near-spectacular fall.

So, at the end of it all, the pros snatched victory from the jaws of the cons. And my first evening jog was a success – six miles done and dusted. Although now am so tired can barely stay awak………….

*see previous blog


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