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I needed to remind myself of this today

1 Oct

I’ve been pretty quiet lately because varsity is getting so hectic with end-of-term tests leading up to final exams which start in three weeks time!!!! My stress levels have soared. I’ve got really, really good marks for some subjects and failing tests for others so I’ve been really worried about how I’ll make it to write my 2nd year final exams. You will understand from my earlier posts that I take my studies seriously, I have some wild aspirations and I just honestly do not have the luxury of time to fail. Time is ticking! I need to pass, graduate and join the workforce and I have put myself under a lot of pressure. Not to mention that I suffered my first migraine ever!!! My dad suffers from that and you cannot begin to understand the excruciating torture it is until you’ve had one – especially when all you have is Pandos to take for it – not funny at all!!!

All in all, Lester and I decided to do the Nike 10K 2013 this month and with the way I’ve felt (miff and all), I just wanted to go for a run. But more importantly, I had to get back to remembering the basics: I have a privileged life, I am blessed beyond measure and that in the end, it is all going to work out awesomely for my GOOD! It’s about remembering to be grateful for the little things and that I still have a fighting chance – the fat lady has not sung YET! It’s not the end of me! I’m a hard-worker and life really does go on!!!

So here’s a little something I found and I hope it encourages you…



I’m starting to enjoy my runs

19 Nov

I think that I have a “slightly” addictive personality if that’s even possible and I say this because I never thought I would enjoy running to the point where I think about it almost everyday!!!

I’ve hurt myself a bit and so I’m meant to be taking it easy by doing cross-training, that’s to keep up my fitness by doing other forms of cardio and weight-training. Still, I find myself drawn to the treadmill for a “walk” but inevitably, I end up running.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m no pro, AT ALL!!!! But what I think the big motivating factor is the small amount of weight loss and that is no small feat, trust me. Today, I tried on a pair of jeans in a store I’ve been dying to get into and what do you know,they fit!!!! They are one size smaller than what I’ve been wearing so I was over the moon but the hard work will not end with this post.

Having the time to go to the gym has made a big difference in the “Excuse Department”. My schedule has been so hectic while being a full time student that my heart actually sinks when I thing about next year and whether or not I’ll be able to make time to run. Races to train for, has also made a huge difference as  goals and it has given me much to work towards so at least that’s been keeping me on track. I do feel my throat tighten up a little at the thought of the upcoming festive season and all the unnecessary eating that goes on. To TRY and counter-act that I will pack my trainers and beloved sports bra and I will hit the road, even if I am just pushing Sam in his pram along the beach.

Another big help will be the Hubster, who also enjoys running so we can beat the bulge together. Um, let me rephrase that. It’s so that he can see me beat the bulge. God I wish I was as thin as him – damn it!

My first 5km run while training

2 Nov

I must admit that I have never thought of myself as a runner but I do seem to enjoy it, running on the treadmill, that is. It’s so much easier than road-running with the music going, the moderated temperature in the gym and being able to watch a range of channels to keep the eye from wondering to constantly check the time! I can adjust my pace with one push of a button and just keep going.

On the road is a completely different story and Lester gave me plenty of warning about what a big adjustment it is and how not to underestimate getting injured. I could not agree with him more. I was grateful for the last cool October morning (which should have been warm) but the road was no fun and even worse so because I had left my iPod at home  on the dining room table – it was a double drat! All I can say is that I need to get onto the road more often because (a) races don’t take place on treadmills and (b) it’s a different ball game altogether that I need to get on top of!

Someone (who I met  on Twitter, Andy Wandy) is training for the Soweto 10 km, was kind enough to send me 10 km running program that she is using and the line up for Wednesday was my first 5 km run!  Understand that I’m training for the next race now in November – it’s in 9 days time to be exact!!! Yikes! I’ve only done one 10 km race and while I average 3.4 km per run, I still need to get my mileage up if I’m to improve my time.

Doing the 5km run of this 5 week program scared me because  I wasn’t sure if I could do it and survive. I know that sounds crazy but it’s one thing doing three kilometers, it’s another just adding two more like its nothing, especially if you have to do it the following day AND then a 6km run THE DAY AFTER THAT!!! So I grew a pair, so to speak and hit the road.

Contrary to my disbelief, I survived and didn’t do it in  such a bad time. Still though, it was tough but nothing beats beating a challenge. The 6 km run happened in the comfort of my gym and it took me an hour!!! “One foot in front of the other” is my new mantra and I’m so proud of me for sticking to it. It really is amazing what your body can do once you allow you mind to just let go.

I’m not banking on doing/running/having a better personal best time (however you say it) but I’m starting to enjoy pushing myself where I didn’t think I could. Don’t get me wrong, I am in no way of aspiring to be an athlete (I have a life and other aspirations) but I am enjoying a new healthy hobby for now. The hubster and  I have a race or two we’d like to run/work towards like to Two Oceans in 2014, he’ll do the marathon, I’ll do the 21 km and then we’ll spend the rest of our time in the wine lands, sounds lovely hey? The wine lands that is!

Any way, Nike could not have said it better when they coined the phrase: Just do it! It’s hard work with great  personal rewards. So get moving however you see fit, your body and mind will thank you!

I lost my virginity to Nike #WeRunJozi

17 Oct

This is from the guest post that I did for Keep Calm and Run, it’s about my first race. What an amazing and unforgettable experience.

Why the chose the Nike WeRunJozi as my first race? No particular reason really, except to say that it happened to come at the “right” time, just when I had decided that I wanted to be somewhat serious about running. And by that I mean more than just getting on the treadmill. I needed a goal! The pictures from the race in March this year tweaked my interest in a way. Tell me, how can 10 000 runners lighting up the streets of Jozi’s CBD with neon yellow tees not look cool??? Besides that, I figured it’s only a 10 km, I mean how hard could it be? The prospect of losing my running/race-virginity to Nike didn’t look so bad.

To find a training schedule, I went online and clicked on the first page I saw. What a huge mistake, which I’d only realise later on! The heading read: how to run a 5k in 3 weeks. It seemed perfect in my estimation but little did I realise that too much, too soon is actually harmful for a newbie, as in my case, the problem of shin splints. Go with the plans for “couch potatoes” people, there’s good reason to go slow. Slow and steady does win the race (within reason of course). So there I was, at the gym, training on the treadmill just to get a feel for what pace I’d be comfortable at jogging. Admittedly, I was very afraid of the road.

On to race day! My greatest concern was the “transition” from the treadmill to the road. I was not sure if I could do as well on the road as I had in the gym because I thought the shin splints would act up and ruin my first race. The next problem was that my t-shirt was one size too small for me and my 65 rolls, alongside the bazooka’s I have for boobs! Next time Nike, please add a weight category so that I can better identify a t-shirt size that won’t make me look like a terribly stuffed sausage, thanks. Horrified does not begin to explain how I felt when I tried my tee on for the first time. Passing out from holding my stomach in was not an option; I had to do this race!

Hubby and I were in the pen about an hour before the gun was due to go off and the vibe was amazing. Everyone was amped, the air was so thick with excitement that it was almost tangible. A million thoughts ran through my mind. As 20 000 Josters waited for the “go”, it took just over 4 minutes from the when the gun went off to the time we actually started running. And boy was I glad it was downhill to start with. About 2kms in, I finally realised that “stomach in, boobs out” as a running strategy was a useless one. Everyone was there with one goal in mind and the other “healthier” looking women certainly didn’t seem to give a rats’ behind about how they looked. It was definitely liberating.

Regarding the race itself:  the up-hills were a killer on the calves; the sights of Alex was a new experience; the people of Alex were so hospitable; the marshals were so encouraging and the finish line could not have come sooner in the sweltering conditions! Never in my life, have I recited the “I can do it” mantra AS MUCH!!!

The peak and the pit of my first race: the only pit was walking all the way back to the Sandton Convention Centre to our car – I felt like I had done the We Run Jozi 21k! That was probably my fault for not looking hard enough for the signs to the shuttles. One of the many peaks was doing my first race with my hubby. He walked with me, encouraged me, sprayed cold water on my calves, took pics for me and gave me gel to keep me going. For that I’m so grateful. I’ll definitely do it again, next month in fact! Another peak has been the feedback from friends as to how this has inspired them to get fit and moving, in whatever form.

To those who are still on the fence (or on the couch), I’ll leave you with this, go out there and do what you can. Instead of focusing on the pace, or distance or the medal, just put one foot in front of other. It’s that simple!

Proud Chunky Chic & Newbie Runner xxx


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