It has been a number of years since I spent time on my blog and as a result I needed to remind myself of what I used to write about. It may sound silly but the last few years of ‘wind the bobbin up’, ‘wheels on the bus’ and ‘old macdonald’ and I have a hard time remembering what I did yesterday never mind what I used to write about nearly four years ago.
It makes sense that the first place I needed to visit was my ‘About me’ page. It hasn’t been updated in so long that I hadn’t even made any mention of my daughter, who is now three! So much to update there. However one of the things I had written ‘about me’ was the following: I have big dreams of one day running a 21km, but first I need to get through a comfortable
5km 10km run. I will succeed!
Well…I am so incredibly proud to announce that during my vacation from blogging, I did indeed succeed!! In June 2017, along with my fabulous running buddy Charl, I completed the Christchurch Half Marathon. What an achievement (for me)!
Honestly I don’t know where this dream stemmed from, or when it began, but for as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be a runner. I have tried, albeit not very hard, but I really have tried numerous times to get into running. There are a couple of things that don’t work in my favor, more on that in another post, and as a result I had never managed to see my dream come to light. Until now.
I put in a really decent amount of training, and was in awe when I could regularly go for an easy 8km run and actually feel I could keep going. Trust me ‘running’ and ‘easy’ have never been words I have been able to use together in a sentence before – it blew my mind! The longest training run I did was 16km and I ran the entire way with.out.stopping – this still amazes me! The best part about training runs with my best buddy? We got to chat, properly chat about life, kids, laundry (yes laundry) and everything in between. We were able to think beyond being wives and mothers, it was our time for us, and we loved it!
The morning of the half marathon was a super cold, wet and miserable one but my wonderful hubby and daughter braved the weather and cheered me on every step of the way – I am so grateful to them for all their support throughout the journey. A big shout out to our fab supporter Abby who drove us into the city at the crack of dawn out of the kindness of her heart – what a rockstar! The first 17km were awesome, the last 4km however were a bit of a struggle and I had to concentrate on just putting one foot in front of the other, so you can imagine I was beaming like a cheshire cat as I crossed the finish line and may have even fought to hold back tears (what a laugh)! If you were to look up my time you would probably think I was pretty slow in completing, but when my then 23 month old daughter looked at me after the race and announced, “You ran so fast Mummy” – well lets just say, that was all the validation I needed!!
I guess what I learnt, and I am sure a lot of you will roll your eyes at the obviousness of what I am about to say, but truly the key to becoming a runner is consistency. You will always have bad runs, these may seem more regular in the beginning stages, but as long as you keep going (slowly, slowly catch a monkey and all that) you will get there. I’m almost certain that anyone can become a runner, I am surely proof of that!
Not long after that half marathon I found out I was pregnant with our second child and needless to say, I am back at square one hoping I will be able to complete a half marathon again (or more) but far from being in any position to do it anytime soon. I’ll get back there though! This time I have the security of knowing that I am 100% capable of it. And what a lovely thought that is.