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Friday Nov 24, 2017 #
1 PM
Run 25:30 [2] 4.62 km (5:31 / km) +37m 5:18 / km
ahr:160 max:186
Was absolutely chomping at the bit to go for this run. Maybe the nerves had got the better of my thus allowing me to channel them in a different way!
I went into this run with the opinion that if I felt good, I would run tomorrow. I felt good and this is a confidence boost. If I felt like shite, I'd call it a day and not run tomorrow. Luckily, the latter didn't prevail. I felt great. So much better than I have felt in a very very long time too. I ran all the way for 25 mins and didn't need to pause to catch my breath to be able to keep going. This is a turning point in itself. Enough energy to actually keep moving - fundamental. I will race tomorrow. I will give it my absolute all, whatever that may be and I will have fun supporting my friends and immersing myself in a world I love and have so much respect for.
So, I got in from my lovely but chilly meadows loop to read Bobby's article in its entirety. I was hooked. Her words so powerful. So clear. Even someone as successful as her can find herself in such a predicament, similar to that of which I find myself in at the moment. But worse. At least I did and continue to do something about my hormone levels, not allowing for such low bone density and osteoporosis. The combination of pushing herself to be the best she could (echoes of what the voice in my little head tells me too), and not addressing the issue of no period has left her athletic career in a state of disrepair. Running is about life long enjoyment, for me I want to be enjoying it aged 50 and above. My choices now will make or break this. Perfect timing of her article tbh.
Anyway, I'm just about to go down to Waverley now to hop on the train to England. Sefton Park awaits. Who knows what will happen tomorrow but whatever does, I will have a smile on my face. Come what may, tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow, it's only a day away.
I went into this run with the opinion that if I felt good, I would run tomorrow. I felt good and this is a confidence boost. If I felt like shite, I'd call it a day and not run tomorrow. Luckily, the latter didn't prevail. I felt great. So much better than I have felt in a very very long time too. I ran all the way for 25 mins and didn't need to pause to catch my breath to be able to keep going. This is a turning point in itself. Enough energy to actually keep moving - fundamental. I will race tomorrow. I will give it my absolute all, whatever that may be and I will have fun supporting my friends and immersing myself in a world I love and have so much respect for.
So, I got in from my lovely but chilly meadows loop to read Bobby's article in its entirety. I was hooked. Her words so powerful. So clear. Even someone as successful as her can find herself in such a predicament, similar to that of which I find myself in at the moment. But worse. At least I did and continue to do something about my hormone levels, not allowing for such low bone density and osteoporosis. The combination of pushing herself to be the best she could (echoes of what the voice in my little head tells me too), and not addressing the issue of no period has left her athletic career in a state of disrepair. Running is about life long enjoyment, for me I want to be enjoying it aged 50 and above. My choices now will make or break this. Perfect timing of her article tbh.
Anyway, I'm just about to go down to Waverley now to hop on the train to England. Sefton Park awaits. Who knows what will happen tomorrow but whatever does, I will have a smile on my face. Come what may, tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow, it's only a day away.