I can safely say that at school I didn’t fall into the ”sporty” category… With no ability to catch/throw/dodge, school PE lessons consisted of me chatting to my girlfriends, whilst wearing a Wing Attack bib and pretending to play Netball. I never thought I would transform into a ‘sporty’ person and to be honest, at that time I wasn’t too bothered.
My interest in running started quite abruptly with a somewhat spontaneous half marathon. Bex had got into running a few months earlier and had come to stay with me to run a local half marathon. At this point, motivated by Bex, I had done a few runs, no longer than 3-4 miles. She was so excited about the event, I realised that I wish I could do it too and so for some bizarre reason (encouraged by Bex) I went along to run my first half marathon. It was by far, my favourite half marathon. I ran the whole way (albeit extremely slowly) but was constantly amazed that I was still running. The last 3 miles were horrid, but I made it to the end! I have never felt such a sense of achievement, not even when I got my half- marathon PB or completed my first marathon. I honestly thought I’d get picked up by the sweep bus. I was on a high for days. It was this event that made me realise that you can do anything you put your mind to, and that in running, your mental strength is sometimes more important than physical strength. Since then I haven’t looked back…
I’ve run several half Marathons, London Marathon (with Bex), and most recently, Edinburgh marathon. Running has become an essential part of life, I can’t actually imagine not doing it anymore. Yes, my enthusiasm sometimes wains and I run less, and sometimes (during training months) I have days where it’s my nemesis, but when it comes down to it, I love it.
Running is a great solitary sport, plenty of time to ponder your thoughts, and have some time to yourself, but it can also be massively social. A weekend at my parents isn’t complete without Dad, Cedric (our trusty lab) Bex and me, running around the countryside. Going to running club is now classed in my mind as a ‘’social event’’ (mainly due to the drink at the bar afterwards and the fact I get to see Bex and some friends.)
So we hope to share our thoughts on running and keep you up to date with the highs and lows of our running life….