At the start of the year, I set myself the following running goals: To run the London Marathon To run a sub 2 hour half marathon To run a sub 50 10km To run a sub 25 minute 5km Now here we are at at the end of November, and since my last blog update,…
It’s taken me a month to get round to writing this. Partially, yes, because I have been busy, but partially because I’m not very good at facing up to failure. I’ve sat down and started this post several times, before deciding that it’s more important I do this-that-and the other and putting it off yet again.
I have previously written openly in this blog about my struggle with anxiety and the multitude of benefits running has had, both on my life in general, and on my mental health. I was excited to be approached several weeks back by a representative from Activ8rlives a healthcare company whose ambition is to provide everyone with the understanding and the tools to manage long-term health conditions themselves through self-monitoring. BuddyBand2
Sometimes blogging feels like a chore, and when it does, I’ve started to leave it lately rather than force something out. My main aim with both running itself and writing this blog, has always been to enjoy myself and to just have fun with it. If I can inspire others through my experiences along the way then that really is the icing on the cake!
So, I’m just going to say it. Since the London Marathon, I have really, really struggled. Not so much with exercise in general (I can still muster up the enthusiasm to get out climbing or swimming) but in finding any motivation whatsoever to get out there and run.
So, as I’m sure you know, the London Marathon took place on the 23rd April 2017. For the last 10 days I’ve been a little bit naughty, and put off writing this blog post as the day exceeded all my wildest expectations, so much so, that I’m not sure my words here can ever do it justice.
As I sit here on Easter Sunday the London Marathon is just 7 days away! In fact, if everything goes to plan, this time next week I will hopefully have finished or be imminently finishing my first marathon.
Training for a marathon is tough. I feel like that’s an obvious statement as I’m not sure anyone goes into a marathon thinking it will be anything other than pretty bloody difficult, but you know, just in case. In fact, I’d go so far as to say that training for a marathon can (at times) be (almost) unbearable. An almost unbearable moment, or more accurately 3hrs and 2 minutes worth of moments, happened to me on Sunday, when I left the house planning to do my longest ever, 20 mile, run.
Hello blogosphere. Long time, no speak. Turns out training for a marathon is time-consuming, who knew?! Alongside the day job, and having (just about) finished my Journalism exams, the rest of my time is taken up, running, talking about running, thinking about running, fundraising for running, meeting up with people to go running, eating healthily to help my running, Instagraming my running…and…you get the point! Basically, I have been living and breathing running since Christmas, and somehow I still feel underprepared and as though I am not doing enough!
A vast proportion of my Christmas list, such as it was, was taken up with running paraphernalia, in the hope that it would aid my transformation from a girl a doesn’t have a Scooby, to someone who at least looks the part of a marathon runner. The end result? All the gear, and, when it comes to running said marathon, still very little bloody idea!
It’s been a while since I last had the time to update, but quite a lot has happened. Or at least, quite a lot has happened in my running life.
Most significantly, over the last two weeks, I have officially started my marathon training plan, but more on that later, as I have another important marathon update.
The London Marathon has been my ambition, ever since I started running, however I told myself, I’d only push to do it when I found a charity I cared about passionately enough that I could support a cause I really believed in and have an incentive to properly motivate me for the training.
Saturday morning marked a first for me in several ways. Not only was I out of bed by 7.45am on a weekend, but I also attended my very first Parkrun, up at Hampstead Heath.
For those of you unfamiliar with Parkrun (if indeed such people still exist!) Parkrun is a “movement” manned by volunteers which organises free 5km park runs (…runs in the park…) at 9am on a Saturday morning, up and down the UK and around the world.