If you follow me on twitter you’ll know I’m a fan of @100kmtoBrighton. They are two guys who are training for a 100km run, more specifically from London to Brighton. Yeah, you read that right: 100km. Wow. If you haven’t listened to their podcasts I highly recommend them. ASD & Si are really fun, friendly, down-to-earth guys, and what they are trying to accomplish is really inspiring.
A long time ago I noticed that certain kinds of films usually had one thing in common. Instantly recognizable, it plays a major part in nearly every movie involving a quest, contest or competition. I think you know what I’m talking about already.
Last night I went for a run for the first time in 3 weeks. It was awful and awesome at the same time. I did find it hard going, particularly because it was very windy and I was running against the wind for most of my run. But I have missed running so much that it still felt awesome to be moving at my (admittedly slow pace) over my usual running route. I never set out to go three weeks without running, it was just a series of random things happening all in a row that stopped me.
A couple of weeks ago, just after my second 5k race, I was toying with the idea of signing up for a 5 mile race in January. That’s 8k…a distance I have never run nor tried to run. I asked around on twitter and I was told it’s doable, I would just have to work on my distance for the 6 weeks leading up to the race. Essentially, I would have to add 500m to my run each week.
Believe me, I was seriously, truly, really, honestly considering it. My only concern was, am I trying to do too much, too soon? I’ve only just been able to run 5k, are my expectations just a wee bit high maybe? As I was considering it I was wavering more towards actually doing it, than not.
Let’s address the proverbial elephant in the room…my weight. It’s pretty obvious from my twitter and blog name that I’m overweight. As I said in my first ever blog post, I really am fat. And I’m not using the word ‘fat’ as a derogatory term either. It’s just that ‘This fat girl runs’ is an easier mouthful than ‘this overweight girl runs’. The thing is, as an overweight runner I know the two things are NOT mutually exclusive. This is, of course, mostly contrary to popular belief.
Good question, I’m glad you asked! I have a few things in mind to round out 2013. Since I started running the last few months have been so unexpectedly crazy and awesome, but have ultimately led to my having a self-confidence I’ve never had before, and never imagined I could have!
I’d like to end the year on the same note! So, my plan for the next month and a bit is:
One day I had an epiphany. And just like that, I started running.
Ok, it wasn’t quite as simple as that. I didn’t pull off a marathon my first night running! But I’ll tell you, when I got home from my run that night, I felt like I was on top of the world. Sure I only managed a hundred meters or so before having to walk again, and it took me a while before I could do another run interval, but it was still awesome! I was running!
I’m not a self-confident person. At all. I have difficulty believing or thinking good things about myself, in fact I feel guilty when I do because when I think something nice about myself it feels like a lie. In my head I negate every achievement or compliment by downplaying it or making excuses for it. As I get older I’ve been getting better at being kinder to myself, although it’s still a struggle.
Except when it comes to running.
You should know that I’m fat. As if my blog title doesn’t give me away! But honestly, I’m really fat. I mean, I’m not a skinny girl bemoaning a few added pounds here and there; I really am a fat girl.
I’m 5’7” and today I weigh 231lbs (16.5 stone or 104.8kilos). See? I told you I’m fat.