Ah yes running…I run. I’m not a runner. What I mean is I have always wanted to be a runner. I remember doing track and field when I was a kid at school. I remember the cold crisp air in the autumn as we ran as a group through crunchy colourful leaves. I remember stretching afterwards and feeling strong! As I got older running turned into a way to be thin. I wanted so badly to be thin and have beautiful long runners legs….I wanted people to look at me and think, wow she is a runner.
After years of starting and stopping running and lots of injuries….oh and those persistent large legs I still own….I gave up running. I started biking and doing yoga. A little more than I year ago I got that running urge back again. I had always done short distances and was never consistent with training. So I decided on a whim to sign up for a race. Not just any race, the legendary Sydney, City2Surf 2011. It is a 14km race with about 75,000 people (seriously) and a famous heartbreak hill. As soon as I signed up I thought what the hell am I doing! 14km!!! Why can’t I just do a nice 5K like a normal person. After I talked myself off the ledge I started training (6 months early just in case I was sooo bad at running it took that long) and doing ok. The day I ran 7km straight I jumped up and down in the street like a little kid, I was so excited! After the race….yes I lived…I was hooked. I still don’t consider myself a runner but I do loooove a race medal so bring them on! I will include some of my training and race recaps in my blogs.
This is me (left) and my beautiful friend Katie after finishing the WIN 10K, 2012