Theme Thursday - Pink
Today was a really good day.
Perhaps that's not a good way to start a blog post, but I've never thought of myself as a fabulous blogger.
As anyone who reads my blog or who has ever met me will know, I loved running and being in the OPC multisport team, then last year in March my shin splints kicked in, and blah, blah, blah, very depressed, you've heard it all before.
And I went to a sport physio for months, and they improved a little, but I could never run more than a few Ks, and then I'd overdo it because I was so enthusiastic and end up right back where I started.
I'd basically given up on running. I've kept meaning to get back into it, but its always so disheartening.
As a result, I haven't been as cheery as I was back then.
I know I couldn't be in the OPC team this year cause of shin splints, but I always feel like its some sort of failure on my behalf.
Too addicted to running I suppose!
So I've been for a few runs, but my annual duathlon came and went in February, then the City to Surf run in March, and I was just getting more and more down.
And today, we had our cross country.
Seeing all the competitors start in the competitive race was a little heart-breaking really, knowing that I used to be there, knowing that I would have done really quite well this year, had I not been injured last year.
But I completed the non-competitve race- and goodness me, did I realise how unfit I've become! On the second lap, my chest was hurting, and it was so hot, I really didn't think I could pull off the necessary burst to overtake people near the end.
But nevertheless when I rounded the corner, something in my memory kicked in and I put in the hard yards (and damn, they were hard!) to the end!
So, I finished, alive, exhausted as I usually would have been, although, back in the day (ha) I would've been running at a much faster pace! You could tell it had taken its toll on me when you saw my incredibly deep pink cheeks- at least that means I worked hard!
But suddenly, I wasn't self-conscious of how rosy my face was, as I was struck with a realisation-
I felt no pain in my legs.
Now really, this is a huge thing for me. My hope just soared. I realised that this is exactly what I want to do again. Maybe this is why my schedules been so full, distracting myself and keeping myself busy.
Being fit makes me extremely happy, running makes me feel free and helps me think, and being strong makes me feel powerful.
Training starts Saturday!
Perhaps that's not a good way to start a blog post, but I've never thought of myself as a fabulous blogger.
As anyone who reads my blog or who has ever met me will know, I loved running and being in the OPC multisport team, then last year in March my shin splints kicked in, and blah, blah, blah, very depressed, you've heard it all before.
And I went to a sport physio for months, and they improved a little, but I could never run more than a few Ks, and then I'd overdo it because I was so enthusiastic and end up right back where I started.
I'd basically given up on running. I've kept meaning to get back into it, but its always so disheartening.
As a result, I haven't been as cheery as I was back then.
I know I couldn't be in the OPC team this year cause of shin splints, but I always feel like its some sort of failure on my behalf.
Too addicted to running I suppose!
So I've been for a few runs, but my annual duathlon came and went in February, then the City to Surf run in March, and I was just getting more and more down.
And today, we had our cross country.
Seeing all the competitors start in the competitive race was a little heart-breaking really, knowing that I used to be there, knowing that I would have done really quite well this year, had I not been injured last year.
But I completed the non-competitve race- and goodness me, did I realise how unfit I've become! On the second lap, my chest was hurting, and it was so hot, I really didn't think I could pull off the necessary burst to overtake people near the end.
But nevertheless when I rounded the corner, something in my memory kicked in and I put in the hard yards (and damn, they were hard!) to the end!
So, I finished, alive, exhausted as I usually would have been, although, back in the day (ha) I would've been running at a much faster pace! You could tell it had taken its toll on me when you saw my incredibly deep pink cheeks- at least that means I worked hard!
But suddenly, I wasn't self-conscious of how rosy my face was, as I was struck with a realisation-
I felt no pain in my legs.
Now really, this is a huge thing for me. My hope just soared. I realised that this is exactly what I want to do again. Maybe this is why my schedules been so full, distracting myself and keeping myself busy.
Being fit makes me extremely happy, running makes me feel free and helps me think, and being strong makes me feel powerful.
Training starts Saturday!
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My post for Pink, close to my heart, is up here.
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