I was up bright and early this morning, the sun was shining and the birds were twittering, I eagerly jumped out of bed, put on my new running trainers and my new running clobber - I've treated myself to new trainers, new shorts and a running jacket. Put my hair in a ponytail, grabbed a bottle of water and set off.
I'd previously walked a route that I thought might be good for me to jog ( crawl before walking, and walk before jogging! ). It has 2 quite steep hills to climb, but takes in my local reservoir and river and has some great views of the town and countryside, which I will share with you throughout the month.
|Bluebells on the riverbank|
|The feeder river to the reservoir|
My route is 4.25 miles ( 6.8 km ) and I normally manage to walk it in about 1 hour 20 minutes, but today I managed to walk, wobble and jog it in 1 hour 6 mins and 59 seconds. I set off jogging from my house and was well and truly knackered by the time I hit the end of the street, I did wonder why I was doing this, I was never one for doing P.E. at school and I made every excuse possible to get out of it, I don't mind cycling or swimming or even just walking long distances, but running is one of the things I've never liked, mainly due to wobbly bum and bouncing boobs syndrome, but now I've another ailment to add to the list, wobbly belly, but not just any wobbly belly, mine is the result of a pregnancy gone wrong and one which has left my stomach muscles with a gaping gap in them.
Quick lesson for those not in the know, when a woman is pregnant her abs split to allow the womb and baby to grow, after birth they slowly knit themselves back together
but unfortunately for me that never happened, so it is quite painful to do quite a lot of things actually.
However, thanks to the miracle of body shaping underwear and corsets I have been able to truss myself up so that I can go about normal daily activities, and this underwear was a godsend today.
So anyway back to why I am doing this, I think it's a touch of jealousy and inspiration rolled into one. A lot of my friends have taken up running and one or two of them have taken part in races like The Great North Run, and I am inspired by them ( and jealous because they can run ). Also I have a secret longing to run a marathon. I've had it a while and since my illness the desire has gotten stronger. I would love to be able to do one before I'm 40, but for now I'll set my sights on being able to run 2 blocks before feeling like my lungs are going to explode!