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My body type was screaming at me! Remind yourself again. Why was I doing this? It had been suggested previously that my body type doesn’t like running! So why was I here?

It was a gorgeous day! The crowds had gathered over 3000 people to be exact and we were off with the crack of the gun. The wind was impressive to say the least and created such a head wind it wasn’t funny. Standing still was a challenge. I was strapped like Tutenkamen’s mother as my knees and ankles had been giving me heaps all week. I had yogaed my way through the previous day to ensure I was stretched in all the right places.  For some reason I hadn’t slept well the night before. But I was prepared as well as four weeks preparation gives you – with injuries. The run ran on and even though my body screamed at me at the 7km to stop, I was determined I would crawl across on hands and knees, if need be to finish the 10.5ks. Who added that last 500 meters? It was only supposed to be 10.2ks…Some sneak. Anyway I did it and have the t-shirt, medal and the photos to prove it.  Was it fun…nahhh.  But was it satisfying…yep…sure was. Came in 35th (out of 56)  in my age bracket.  We won’t mention the 90 year old who passed me and came in a few minutes ahead of me.

I learned some really valuable lessons this week but particularly on the day.

1. Don’t change how you have trained. I drink only water normally – I added gaterade and paid with pain in the stomach after the race… I sip every 15 mins – there were only two drink stops (with cups) that spilled out both sides of your mouth and the stopping slowed you down. I was wrapped up more securely then  I had been before and overheated my feet. There were a couple of other little changes that were only slight but which didn’t help with getting and staying focused.

2. Stay focused. This is lesson I have to keep learning – I had the music and the coaching ringing in my ears but sight was much more powerful and I was constantly distracted and lost momentum.

3. Its your race not someone else’s race. I was constantly feeling good as I passed someone and then let down when they would go past me. I shouldn’t have been swayed either way. It was a distraction.However there was a conflict of attitude when the 90 year old (well maybe not 90 but definitely in the 80’s) passed me. There was complete admiration and despising at the same time. Beaten by an octarian! But congratulations to him and congratulations to me. I did it! He did it too!

4. Don’t give up! Oh that last 500 meters sucked. I thought the start line was the finish line until my husband cheering me on yelled, ” not far now just up to the lights around the round- about and then back down to the finish line”…Oh that hurt and I felt the pain in my knees screaming. But I was determined to finish – and did too. There was a lot of cheering from the side line for me..even the announcer commented. I don’t know who you were but thanks. Even if I didn’t smile at the time (another thing I didn’t do that I normally do in training – it actually does help the psyche) – I was smiling on the inside.

5. Savour the moments of victory! That I did do, although a Rocky lift of the arms would have been fun – if I could have lifted them at that moment!  I hugged my friends, my husband and my granddaughter and then ran for the drinks and oranges. Oranges have never tasted sweeter.  It was a fulfilling moment.

6. Get the next challenge up and going! Don’t loose the momentum. Enjoy what you have accomplished. Have a rest – but then get up and get moving again.

7. Get to a doctor and find out what is going on with the legs! I am determined to continue so will remove all obstacles.

8. Don’t ignore the advice about body type but still do things that challenge and excite you.

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“On Monday I start my training.” I told my husband this as I ate the second scone! He has been my inspiration and encouragement over the past two years of working out a fitness regime to loose and keep weight off.  He just smiled when I said it but was pleasantly surprised when on the Tuesday I did my first run.

Hal Higgdons chart gets you to do stretches and strengthening the first day. This I don’t have too much trouble with because I really love yoga and stretching.

DAY 1. 20 mins basic yoga moves and 15 mins of a training program from another source which included leg lifts, part push ups and also some table holds (I call them that) you look like a table and have to hold it. The push ups and pull ups killed let me tell you and the arms wobbled considerably but hey, it helped and I could imagine the shape of those tuckshop mothers arms making way for the nicely toned shaped arms of the woman I once was.

DAY 2. Mind set challenge – do I want to get out of my nice warm bed! Shoes at the ready and I am off. It kills – I do as they suggest. 5 mins walking – 5 mins running.  I try to increase it but it hurts and I am a woos. But I persist.

I remember the story of the man who had severe arthritis and used to run – he couldn’t walk for a day or so after but figured he wouldn’t be walking at all. Use it or Loose it. So I suck it up and despite pain to a knee press on. I run 3miles or 4.8 kil. Preeeetty darn proud of myself.

DAY 3. What a shame! I have to go to Sydney. Mind you I can hardly walk anyway. However, the sitting makes it worse. I determine that tomorrow I will have to go for a run. Why do they call it a fun run?  That muscle in the leg is attached to places unmentionable and all up it hurts! And yet! – there is a secret smell of succulent success in myself in knowing I have achieved something for myself that I haven’t done before. Hmm someone mentions half marathon again on FaceBook. Perhaps -??

Day 4. Down at Coloroy Beach in Sydney. The kookaburras and parrots wake me up early and the clothes are all ready. I set out down to the beach just on sun rise. It is delectable. I have been told that running on the beach counts for double the distance on normal land. This is a real comfort as I struggle to get those darn muscles working again. I work off time as I didn’t want to disturb my roomy rummaging for the pedometer. I take the sand count as gospel and decide the 1 hour run on sand must count for nearly a 2 mile cross country run. Good enough for me at this stage anyway.  But then they spring a run around the beach in the afternoon as part of our leadership training. So another hour running the foreshore. It all counts!

DAY 5.  Slept in and too late to run in the afternoon. Oh well. Can’t give up. Will try again tomorrow.

DAY 6. This is delegated rest day anyway and travelling home didn’t get time to run anywhere.

DAY 7. A run with my man. He is injured so plodded along. I think he was faster than me with two reasonably good legs. However, 30 mins was all we had to do and did much more up hill too…Was not a great time. I felt very woosy and did not seem to have much stamina. However I will persevere.

DAY 8. Wanted to run – I actually felt like it but too many visits to people and church.

Oh well. Week one ends and what have I learned. Just keep running – Just keep running. Every step is worth it. Every finish is a victory. Even if you miss a day get back up and keep going. A plan is paramount. It really helps you to stay focused and literally on track.  Smile…it helps ease the pain!

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Back again after a long interlude. Today I start my diary of my “jalking experience” – running and jogging for health. Two years ago I was involved in a car accident. My injury was severe whiplash. After a lot of visits to chiro and massage and some good hits of Valium I was good to go – but found something distressing. I couldn’t walk far. A few minutes meant a day or two in bed from pain. So started my bed exercises. Some old stretches learnt from the Readers Digest many years ago called Joe’s Back started to strengthen my back, legs and tummy muscles all while lying in my bed. Pilates, yoga and stepping to music started my exercise regime. It took me quite a few months to strengthen and tone muscles that hadn’t moved that well for a long time. Well then 50 rolled on and I decided two things – I didn’t want to diet ever again and I wanted to run. Close your eyes and imagine yourself running down the beach in slow motion. That’s what I started to see. The beach beckoned and I started to walk each day at a quicker pace and for longer distances…Oh how I hated watching the back of “that” 30+ girl with legs that came up to her neck, jogging off down to the next beach some 10 kilometers away. She looked like a gazelle while I felt like an elephant. Or “Miss Pink” the 20 something who in the middle of winter had a singlet top on and tight butt encased in black shorty things, make up and smelt great. I checked my heavily ladened shadow out and wondered if I would be mistaken for the abominable snowwoman. But I persisted. My first 3 kilometer part jog was a time for celebration. Ecstatic I told my Saudi homestay student my good news. I “jalked ” 3 kilometers today I happily told him. “You Joked?” he said in his new language.  I laughed and said no but I looked like a joke…and so now I “jalk” – jog and walk. I have gained weight since the death of my mum a few months ago but I love one of my books http://www.digitalebooksunlimited.com/diet/weight-loss which has a really common sense approach to weight loss and health. Again I realized I needed to get the shoes back on regardless of excuses. So regardless of weather, pain I was off. Hear is an account over the next few weeks of how I have done it, and how I am progressing. I am passionate about staying healthy to see my grandbabies walk down the aisle and even have their own babies and explore their worlds…can’t do that from a nursing home bed. Come on follow me and lets do health and fitness together. http://www.digitalebooksunlimited.com/diet/weight-loss get the info and lets get started.