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Runner Wannabe to Runner Gonnabe

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This post was originally for the 4th of July but due to unforeseen circumstances I haven’t been able to access my laptop so apologies for my disappearance over the past week.

If you haven’t already noticed my blogs description includes the tag line “a runner wannabe” and hell yeah I am a runner wannabe but I can declare to the world and my readers that I’m a runner gonnabe. Yes, I know its super cheesy but there’s more to the world than wanting something, you need to want it so bad that you fight (not literally) for it and you do everything in your power to do it. That’s what I realised during my a recent run.

I posted that I wanted to start running and I wanted to be coached by my partner who is ex-forces, because it just made sense that way. I didn’t realise at that time that asking him to coach me meant that I was in fact signing myself up for a boot camp as each time I slowed down I was given a set of push-ups and sit-ups to do. I laughed at first thinking it was a joke, FYI never laugh in the face at an ex army recruits with regards to exercise commands… as they make it longer and harder.

I was pretty nervous when we drove up to the forest as it was packed with hundreds of adults and children and I could feel myself beginning to lose my balls. If he had asked I would have easily of said yes to turning back home and forgetting the run, but he never and I didn’t want to be the first to give in. I speed-walked from the toilets (I think it was a nervous pee) to the back of the fields where the forest started. Every step I took meant I was that step closer to the out-skirts of the forest and that would mean I would have to start running soon. All that kept running through my head were curse words and the question “why am I doing this?”.

We started running through the forest and after about 100 metres I had to speed walk as I couldn’t pace my breathing. After I calmed down I started running again and the same thing happened. This went on over and over again and I just thought to myself “what is the point in me doing this? I’m not a runner”. I didn’t have any music with me so I just had my own thoughts to contend with so I had a pretty long time to consider my reactions and the reasons for them. Firstly I already stated that at present I’m not a runner so that part is true and thus the reason why I wanted to run is because I would like to be a runner. That’s my goal. I want to be able to run long distances, I want to be Forest Gump and have that “I just felt like running” moment (hopefully without the growing a long beard part), I would love to take part in a marathon within my life time and also have that reassurance that if for what ever reason there is an Apocalypse, alien invasion or the chance of flesh-eating zombies I know that I would be able to run my butt off to get away.

I realised that I have so many personal reasons (some more stranger than others) for wanting to become a runner I needed to stop being such a girl and freaking run. Giving up and telling myself its ok to do so isn’t going to get me any nearer to my goal, rather it would be going in the opposite direction. Don’t get me wrong I had a lot of “I can’t do this” “Yes I can do this” whispering to myself going on but I stayed positive (mostly) and I did. I kept up with alternating the running and power walks the whole way notching a 3miler on my belt! Love it!

All in all, if you want something (within reasons) do what you can (again within reason) to get it. Don’t just sit back and watch others do it, don’t look back on your life and say “I wish I had done that” as now is the perfect time to start. If you truly want it enough, you will make it happen.



Weight Related Rocket Science

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As morbid as it sounds I’ve spent a lot of time over the past three weeks thinking about my own mortality. No, this post isn’t going to go the way you think, trust me, hang in there as I have a point. There has been a lot of serious illness through my family over the past few months and it has made me realise that I’m not invincible. I’m one of those people who never gets worried about illness or hurting myself as I really did considered myself as untouchable. I wasn’t going to be the one that died because of complications brought on by my weight like other members of my family. I wasn’t going to be that one because that stuff only happens to other people.

I realised that this obviously isn’t the case, I can get sick and being in the obese category my chances of getting really sick are greatly increased and to be honest that scares the shit out of me. So like the highly intelligent person I am (insert laughter here) I equated that losing weight should lower my chance of illness in the future thus I should in theory get to live longer. Bonus! I know that my rocket science may confuse some… it is a pretty complex equation but trust me I’m pretty sure I have a point.

This has made me even more determined to lose weight and lead a healthy lifestyle. To sum it all up I want to live… simple.

Setting a fitness goal

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It’s come to that time of year again where my mum, sister and I will take part in the 5k Race for Life to raise money for cancer research. This year is slightly different as my two-year old niece will be taking part too. Although its entitled Race for Life you are able to walk, jog or run and as my niece will be taking part we will be at the back of the walking section so I doubt I will shave much time if any off of my previous years time. As the charity race is only next weekend I’ve been doing my part to get my sponsors which has led me to wonder whether I could ever run an entire 5k.

I’ve been pretty obsessed with the idea of being able to run long distances for a few years now. Although I’m around 115lbs away from my ideal weight I’m more than capable of walking a 5k and more than likely a 10k. Apart from the fact I currently can’t run for more than about 10 seconds without gasping for air I’m determined that I’m going to compete in a 5k and run the entire distance.

Considering how unfit and overweight I am it may surprise you (it even surprises myself sometimes) that my partner is in fact a really fit person, he isn’t the healthiest person as a result of what he eats but he manages to keep slim because of his activity levels. After being in the Army for ten years he picked a few things up. So I have convinced him that we should start running together (this has taken over three years of living together to achieve) and better still I have decided to appoint him my running coach.

Now after spending around two hours in the Nike Store in Bluewater he finally kitted himself out in some ‘fashionable’ and in some cases neon coloured apparel. Yes…neon. Oh and did I forget to mention he purchased some support boxers or as I like to call them…budgey smugglers. I, myself, decided to stick with more tame clothing and purchased a pair of slim fit capri’s.

Tonight is our first training session and… I’m pretty excited!

That last straw

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Establishing a starting point

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I initially wanted to establish a blog simply about weight loss which I did when I created a blog via another well-known website. However after numerous issues with lost posts and being unable to access my account for days if not weeks I decided to move base and establish a blog that was more personal as I realised that weight loss isn’t simple, it’s not the entirety of a person and day-to-day happens is a huge factor in the ability to be successful. For one I am a full-time university student, I also work part-time at a school, I live with my long-term partner as well as being a child minder for my niece and like many others I am sure wish there were a few more hours in the day. So after much deliberation I decided that this blog would charter my journey to lose weight and be within my healthy weight range for my height or also known as body mass index (BMI) and document how everyday life can effect this journey and how I plan to overcome these events.

If you know me from my previous blog you will know that from a young age I have had a very negative relationship with my weight and my approach to weight loss. I’ve been that person who got bullied for looking different and I still am that person who people feel the need to remark on as I walk down the street. But I am a firm believer in being the best of who you can be, I was always told as a child and even now “as long as you tried your personal best and gave it your all, that’s all that matters”.  I need to lose weight to be within a healthy weight range for my height but I know that journey isn’t going to be a smooth path, I’m pretty sure at points it will be more like competing in the Grand National but as long as I give it my best when jumping over those hurdles I know I can be proud of myself.