The poor wee lamb had an awful tumble aka 'the incident' and split her head open on Valentine's Day. Not whilst running I must point out! A minor set back....eeeeekkk!!, but you can't keep a good girl down, even when the doctor orders it.
Just like Tony the Tiger, I think she's grrrrrreat! :-) and sure you will enjoy. Good luck to Laura and all the other runners xx
This morning I wobbled up to my fridge and looked closely at the 'Beginners Half Marathon 12 week Programme' which I had printed out and stuck to the front my fridge at the end of November. I looked at it closely and NOWHERE does it say WEEK 11: split your head open. I sighed.
Until yesterday's 'incident' I had been following this programme as closely as possible and I was loving it. I always knew it would be a massive challenge because a) I’ve never run more than 10k in any one session and b)WHO DOES A HALF MARATHON IN FEBRUARY? A 12 week programme meant Christmas/New Year and a sh*t load of snow would wreak havoc in the first 4 weeks. Needless to say not much training was done until the start of January ;o).
Up until 2 years ago I used to look at people who ran in the streets (especially at weekends when they could have been in the pub!) and thought they were crazy. I could literally think of a hundred other ways I would rather ‘keep fit’. But I am also someone who gets bored easily when exercising and tend to pick one form of exercise and stick to it for months until my body gets too used to it then change. So in the past I’ve done 1 year of no other exercise other than swimming, 6 months of nothing but spinning, 1 year of nothing but cardio and circuit training in the gym and then.... I signed up for my first ever 10k run.
Let’s get one thing straight.... I do not find running an easy form of ‘training’ (I soon realised that the phrase ‘keep fit’ went out in the 90s along with step classes). Infact I am all too aware that I am CRAP at running. I am pear shaped for heaven’s sake... I do not ‘rock’ running shorts and I have ZERO natural running ability. I remember refusing to take part in cross-country at school fearing I would be rumbled as a big buffoon runner. For those of you who are familiar with Friends... my running style is not dissimilar to that of Phoebe’s http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_0Ta_DIWuU . RUNNING IS BLOODY HARD. Even now as I face my first half marathon there are days where after just running 1 mile I am shattered...legs like jelly and breathing like I’ve never exercised a day in my life. But I am a competitive wee lassie and once I started telling people that I had signed up I knew I had to do it.
Training in minus temperatures in Jan/Feb has been nothing short of hell on earth. My lungs have GASPED freezing cold air, snot and saliva have flown out of my nose and mouth in all sorts of directions (sorry Mr!) and wind/rain/hail has pounded my poor wee face. I was about to give in when one day I ran past the ‘corner where I allow myself 30 second break’ and I just kept going. And going. And going. Before I knew it I had ran 6 miles without stopping. I felt fantastic. Every run I have done since then I have had more and more confidence in my ability and I’ve stopped saying to myself "how fast am I going?/OMG I’m such a sweaty mess/what noises am I making?/how many people have overtaken me?" and just enjoyed it. It’s such a cliché but running for an hour after work totally de-stresses me and relaxes my usually hunched shoulders.
I am DEVASTATED that my training has been interrupted by the 'incident' less than 2 weeks before the half marathon but I am determined that I will do it even if it takes me twice as long as everyone else and I will LOVE it because *whispers* I might be in love with running.
For now.....
x
Until yesterday's 'incident' I had been following this programme as closely as possible and I was loving it. I always knew it would be a massive challenge because a) I’ve never run more than 10k in any one session and b)WHO DOES A HALF MARATHON IN FEBRUARY? A 12 week programme meant Christmas/New Year and a sh*t load of snow would wreak havoc in the first 4 weeks. Needless to say not much training was done until the start of January ;o).
Up until 2 years ago I used to look at people who ran in the streets (especially at weekends when they could have been in the pub!) and thought they were crazy. I could literally think of a hundred other ways I would rather ‘keep fit’. But I am also someone who gets bored easily when exercising and tend to pick one form of exercise and stick to it for months until my body gets too used to it then change. So in the past I’ve done 1 year of no other exercise other than swimming, 6 months of nothing but spinning, 1 year of nothing but cardio and circuit training in the gym and then.... I signed up for my first ever 10k run.
Let’s get one thing straight.... I do not find running an easy form of ‘training’ (I soon realised that the phrase ‘keep fit’ went out in the 90s along with step classes). Infact I am all too aware that I am CRAP at running. I am pear shaped for heaven’s sake... I do not ‘rock’ running shorts and I have ZERO natural running ability. I remember refusing to take part in cross-country at school fearing I would be rumbled as a big buffoon runner. For those of you who are familiar with Friends... my running style is not dissimilar to that of Phoebe’s http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E_0Ta_DIWuU . RUNNING IS BLOODY HARD. Even now as I face my first half marathon there are days where after just running 1 mile I am shattered...legs like jelly and breathing like I’ve never exercised a day in my life. But I am a competitive wee lassie and once I started telling people that I had signed up I knew I had to do it.
Training in minus temperatures in Jan/Feb has been nothing short of hell on earth. My lungs have GASPED freezing cold air, snot and saliva have flown out of my nose and mouth in all sorts of directions (sorry Mr!) and wind/rain/hail has pounded my poor wee face. I was about to give in when one day I ran past the ‘corner where I allow myself 30 second break’ and I just kept going. And going. And going. Before I knew it I had ran 6 miles without stopping. I felt fantastic. Every run I have done since then I have had more and more confidence in my ability and I’ve stopped saying to myself "how fast am I going?/OMG I’m such a sweaty mess/what noises am I making?/how many people have overtaken me?" and just enjoyed it. It’s such a cliché but running for an hour after work totally de-stresses me and relaxes my usually hunched shoulders.
I am DEVASTATED that my training has been interrupted by the 'incident' less than 2 weeks before the half marathon but I am determined that I will do it even if it takes me twice as long as everyone else and I will LOVE it because *whispers* I might be in love with running.
For now.....
x
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