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Today: I Did That

9 Mar

Thats right people, I ran it, I walked it, I cried when I finished it. 13.1 miles smashed and in the bag. Paris has been well and truly stomped on by this British Badass.



You may all be thinking “Finally she will shut up about it” well you’re all wrong.

Why would I shut up about an achievement I’ve worked hard for? Why would I shy away and not tell people how awesome it makes me feel?

I’ve seen a few posts on Facebook recently about how people can go to the gym without sharing it everywhere….. Well yes. That’s true and all, but some people use social media as a motivation, they may be in a group workout plan where sharing is part of their thing. Or they may, like me, just be really fucking fed up of giving up. So to those people who post passive aggressive pictures about sharing fitness acolishments on social media, kindly shut up? Perhaps your are not happy with yourself in some way and that’s making you lash out. I’m sorry my ambition to change has you reaching some shitty part of the Internet to try and put me down. NO MORE PEOPLE.

I smashed a huge goal this past Sunday, on international woman’s day. What did you do? Were you a badass mum showing the world how you created a tiny human? Were you a superwoman type person showing how creative you were? Or were you sat on the sofa pinning shite picture from Pinterest on Facebook because you think that bullying and negative thoughts should be the main focus of your Facebook feed? Hmm?

Stop the bullshit people, work for yourself, you don’t have to go to the gym to be awesome, getting up and outside, finishing a to-do list, sorting out a wardrobe, learning a new skill…. All these things make for a more positive outlook and positive presence on a ever negative online environment.

That’s why I’m FINALLY saying “I Did That” I did what I set out to do and in my mind smashed it. It wasn’t pretty, it wasn’t easy and I cried like a little girl when I finished it, but I S M A S H E D it. And I am so proud of myself.10 weeks ago I couldn’t run for an hour, and I just ran for 3. 

I Did That….. I finally did that!!

Today: Semi-marathon de Paris

11 Jan

Last year in November I signed up to the half marathon in Paris.

Not one for taking and easy option, really!

Why Paris? Well I’ve been there twice for work, I’ve admired document stir and pictures of the city, I’ve seen horrible stories about Paris and the way that it’s extremely dirty and segregated. So I thought I would see for myself!

Why a half marathon? Once my beginners group ended I’ve been a bit lost for motivation, I didn’t know what to do, and I’ve been really enjoying running and the community, that I thought why not go further?

I did a 10k at the end of November – Movember, in Milton Keynes, and it truly was horrible. Wet, cold, windy, hill swamped two lap course. I was 5th from last and genuinely hated every second of it. Then I finished. I had a friend surprise me as I crossed the rain soaked miserably grey finish line and I could have cried. Crying due a mixture of pain, cold, and joy that I had finished.

My hatred of running was soon over, and I just couldn’t wait to do another. It was like I had identified everything that had gone wrong and I wanted to fix it for the next thing. Thankfully I’d signed up for Paris!

13.1 miles isn’t much further than 6, is it?

Flash forward to the new year and I got struck with the crappy coughing headache, fatigued virus that’s been making the rounds. 3 weeks I’ve been out with it, no running had been done till today!

Only 8/9 weeks till the half marathon.. No biggie?

I know that if I can train up to 10 miles I will finish the race. I mean, the final 3 is just a park run right? And if I can do that final push in 40 mins I will be happy!

Today I managed to run in the gym, 6km running to songs. Two songs running and one song walking, just to ease back in, that took an hour. The advantage to running in the gym is that I got to watch the news whilst running, which just so happened to be on the March through Paris in remembrance and solidarity with Charlie Hebdo, and it was a big motivation.

I have the freedom to run where I want, what would I do if someone tried to take that away? Someone tried to scare me away from it? Much like Boston and the reaction to that terrible attack I would run. I would show defiance and strength in that I was born with the strength to run, the strength to enter these races, to run for a charity, to run for myself.

It was motivating. It kept me going from my ” 20mins little intervals” to a full hour seeing how far I could go.

Now I feel I can say: #JeSuisCharlie

I’m still nervous about running this half, especially as I will probably not have a trailing couple of weeks of distance, and I will have to run at the peak. But I will run, I will go. Why should I let a cough stop me? Why I should I let my worry stand in the way of a truly AWESOME feeling?

I will be spending 4 days in Paris, exploring and taking everything in. And I will not be frightened or intimidated.

I will be a runner.
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