I remember sitting at a party that I was at with my husband and his work colleagues around this time a year ago and the subject of running came up. And I said I wanted to do a half marathon. I'm not sure if it was the drink talking or me just being dreamy because this was when I hadn't long just bought my first running trainers and when I was running a maximum of 15 minutes at a time. And those 15 minutes were bloody hard going, so looking back, how I thought I could run a half marathon I don't know!
It was then after this party that I got really serious about running. I was starting to go for longer and I was actually enjoying it. It was becoming a hobby rather than a chore. At that point I was doing it to aid my weight lose, where as now I do it because I love it and to maintain my weight. So that I can eat that chocolate and sweets in the evening without worrying that I would put the weight back on.
Then in May last year I ran my first 10k, it was for Race For Life. Now that was a challenge. Before the actual event I had run 10k once or twice to make sure I could do it. After each time I felt sick for the rest of the day and I ached for days after.
After that run I caught the bug even more, I wanted to achieve something and I was aiming for more. Then in September of last year I ran my second 10k. This was a little easier but with the route involving hills it was tough but I got a new pb and I was proud.
Then in October I ran my third 10k. It was around a race track so a very flat surface and a pretty boring run but I got a new pb, just under an hour. This was my motivation, to better my times.
I then decided to sign up to do a half marathon this March after talking to family and friends about doing it. It was when my brother in law said he would have tshirts printed with my face on to cheer me on that I challenged him to it!
I wanted to run it to raise money for something as I thought doing a race that big I needed a goal and what better goal than for a good cause. I decided on my sons preschool as they are charity run and they are just fantastic. I couldn't think of a better cause and goal.
Since Christmas I'm been running nearly everyday with the odd day off, be it 2k or 5k. I then ran my first 10k of the year two weeks ago and this Saturday I wanted to ramp it up. I needed to start training hard and getting a bigger distance in. So Saturday I ran 14k and my goodness it was hard! I pushed myself but I made it. My bones and muscles ached and I was greeted home with a warm bath ready.
Even though it was tough I loved it. It's time to myself, to think about things and to get away from the world. To put things into perspective and really think things through.
Running is now a hobby for me as I do truly love it, but even saying that some days I try to find an excuse to not go. Then when I do I'm so glad I did.