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I Am Running!

OK, it’s happening here. I am throwing myself headlong back into the world of proper physical exercise. Now, I say ‘back into the world’ which is perhaps a teeny bit misleading, as it does infer that in some previous life I was all about exercise. I was not.

At school, I was always somewhere around the middle for team picks, and then as soon as I was old enough to get out of PE, I would! At some point in my twenties I got into going to the gym, and I do recall actually enjoying that for a time, but then jobs changed, time to get there became harder as my career took over, and before I knew it my exercise was walking to and from car parks. I had a brief spell, shortly before I got pregnant with Boo where I took up running, and I did enjoy it. I ran at 5.30-6am-ish and there was a real sense of peace going out at that time of the day, whilst most people were still abed. But then my knees began to hurt and then my pregnancy became apparent, so I stopped. Since then, I’ve kept fit running about after two little ones, and enjoying plenty of family walks, but with Boo now at school, even that has diminished somewhat, and as I’m feeling the Christmas excess pounds, it’s the right time to get out there again.

I Am Running

I will run. There are no costly gym memberships, no set times I need to be somewhere, no-one else relying on me. That all works for me. I feel odd, a bit of a fraud, as I don’t really ‘do’ exercise, but, thinking back to my ‘So Who Are You’ post, I resolutely refuse to be defined by the me that has been until now. Who says I can’t be a runner? Who says I can’t find this new hobby, love it, and continue to be running a decade or two from now? Well, I may have given up in a month’s time, I may be running marathons next year, I just won’t know unless I try, though, will I?

I have my new Asics, I have the Couch to 5K app, and I have that first run under my belt now. I won’t lie and tell you that that was pretty. Around halfway into it, I started to wonder whether I would survive. I was breathing hard, could feel the heat from my face, my head was pounding, and I was weaving a little over the pavement on the final stretch. I did tell you I was unfit! But, I did make it, I did survive, and weirdly, I find myself looking forward to my next run tomorrow. So wish me luck!

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  1. Lysa @ Welcome To My Circus January 26, 2015
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