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C25K Week 4!

Alternative title: Because nothing says “get your arse out of bed!” like knowing someone is waiting for you to start running … At 6am … In the cold. Ugh! I’m pretty sure not even the birds are awake at that hour as I only really heard them start their tweeting an hour later while I attempted to warm up in a shower set to ‘hotter than the sun’.  

Week 4 has been a major milestone for me, not only did my running partner and I actually reach 5K while doing the week 4 intervals (I know right?! I’m thrilled!) … But I also managed to control my Anxiety long enough to go running with someone new (I met D the morning of the run – she’s a friend of a friend), on a route I didn’t know, for a time period longer than intended.

I not only stepped out of my comfort zone … But I also legged it for a couple of miles from there too!

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C25k Week 3!

Alternative title: At 5:15am my alarm jolts into life, at 5:30am I’m chugging a protein shake, at 5:40am I’m arguing with a sports bra and at 6am I’m running with the group … The cold air caused my lungs to shriek, my body wondering what the hell it was now encountering, every part of me wants to stop, but we trudge on … With only street lights to guide us. 

“I’m going to be sick” my stomach muttered.

“Why aren’t we still sleeping?! This is inhumane!” screamed my brain.

“It’ll do us good” I murmured between heaving breaths, only half convinced.

“I’m telling you I’m going to barf” my stomach whinged.

“Dude …” my brain said with disdain “I want to be adopted”

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Back to the C25K

Alternative title: The day after my dad’s funeral I showed up to the local C25K … Guinness and Jägermeister sloshing around in my stomach, Anxiety prickling at my skin and clawing at my insides, my brain very much half asleep and lost in foggy Mirtazapine induced dreams … I should have still been in bed. But I wasn’t … And I threw myself at the ice covered tracks as though I’d never been away.

It’s been 6 months since I last attempted the C25K … And it’s probably been about 6 months since I last dusted off my running shoes. I know, epic fail right? I was so full of good intentions, I was determined to complete the C25K last time … But slowly my Anxiety managed to get in the way, I started to make excuses for not going to the running group meets and eventually my sports bra was used purely to support Pinky and Perky during Yoga inversions.

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Run Ruebi Run

Alternative title: When I was younger I had this dream of running a marathon before I reached the age of 30 … It’s safe to say that didn’t happen considering I’m now 31 and I am still a marathon / half-marathon virgin. I get tired running up the stairs for crying out loud … Which is part of the reason I own a house with a downstairs crapper.

I’ve always had a love-hate relationship with running … That said I think I’ve had a love-hate relationship with most forms of exercise. But for some reason I always end up returning to running, determined to be better, determined to break my own expectations of my bodies capabilities … Proving it is stronger than I give it credit for. Proving it is not going to vomit at the sight of running shoes (well, much … Maybe a bit of dry retching).

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