falling back in love with running

It’s been a while since I shared anything running-related. This blog originally started as an ode to good food and running, but I’ve had my fair share of ups and downs with regards to both of those things. However, I’ve been in such a good place with running recently and I just wanted to share the pure joy of that. There’s so much negativity in the world right now so I guess I’m just trying to be grateful for what I have and share that love.


First things first, lets talk quickly about injuries. I’ve had many over the past 12 months. Some of which were linked to previous over-training, others which were just “unlucky” (physio’s words) and therefore even more frustrating. However, since January, I’ve been able to gradually build up my running and so far, so good. I’ve discovered a fantastic physio back home who is just magical. It’s been a game changer and I now feel so much more confident in myself and my body’s capabilities.


A couple of weeks ago, I did my first “session” in a long time. Probably since October. And, I know I say this each time I come back from an injury, but boy did I miss it. I love the variety you can get when you mix up sessions with longer runs and trips to the trails. I do wish I were training in a group, but that will come with time (and covid restrictions).

I’ve been getting sessions from my friend’s dad and another friend (separately) which has also been a great help. Unfortunately, I don’t have a proper coach at the moment, but come September and my return to Edinburgh I know I will.


Before, I would have described running as my life. I structured my days around it, I never missed a run or session, and if I did, I felt both lost and guilty. Thankfully, I’ve healed my relationship with it and am in such a good place with it – mentally and physically. I no longer depend on it, it’s no longer the be all and end all of my days. Obviously, I love it, so I try to fit it into my days and get out regularly – but I don’t have breakdowns if my plans change. I also don’t put myself under the same pressure anymore, meaning I enjoy it so much more. If I don’t feel like doing a session or going as far/ fast as planned, then I wont. I can adapt, I’m flexible, and this has been key to my enjoyment of the sport.

(virtual) racing

10 days or so ago, the Univeristy hosted a virtual race which I was able to do virtually. Although it wasn’t *quite* the same as an in-person race, it was nice to feel some speed again and remind the legs what it feels like to go (a bit) faster. I also realised that I was fitter than I’d thought, which was a bonus 🙂

Fresh air

Finally, I’m just loving being outside at the moment – and running is way (other than walking) of doing that. Spring is one of my favourite seasons in terms of running weather; the days are longer, the sun is stronger and the ground isn’t as soggy as in winter. My tan lines are starting to come along nicely, too, which is a bonus. When I lace up my Hokas (new trainers – highly recommend the Clifton 7s!) and head outside, I just try to be present and appreciate all the little things. The spring smells, the colours, the birdsong, my racing heart, the strength of my body… It’s really been about getting back to basics with it and stripping away all pressures and expectations.

Because, at the end of the day, yes, running is a sport. But it’s also a way of connecting to yourself and your environment. And I want to be running when I’m in my 70s, so I don’t want to destroy myself now.

Sorry if that was really boring for you, but it was lovely to write about running again after so long. Especially in such a positive light! The sport can get some bad rep and I’ve had a tricky relationship with it, but I’m so happy where I am right now.

Emma ♥♥