So four weeks ago I started this crazy thing called running. The first few times were small attempts. It felt good. Every time I went for a run, I did a little bit better than the time before. I found myself a balance and a rythm that works for me. I try to go three times a week. Mostly on Sunday morning, wednesday after school and Friday after school. I feel that the running goes smoother every time, so that encourages me.
A big encouragement on the other side is the fact that friends of me, who have been running for a long time, believe in me and are giving me tips and tricks to improve. Something they all said to me was to get the right gear. So on wednesday afternoon, I decided to pass at the local sport store and treat myself a new pair of running shoes. A treat because I think I deserved one for being a good girl already two weeks and to not quitting yet. And on the other side, I thought maybe new running shoes would give me an extra reason to go running. Those shoes would scream at me from the closet: ‘Let us out! Take us out for a walk, or better, a run!’ And so while I was in the store, I bought myself a new pair of shoes. But I also bought myself a new swimsuit, because I started going to aquagym once a week in our town. And yes, I really did need a new bathing suit, because my bathing suit I have is actually a swim-dress, a swimsuit with a little dress over it, to cover up my curves. Perfect to go for a swim every week, but as I realised during the first session of aquagym, not suitable for aquagym. So new running shoes, new swimsuit,… Oh well, I could just as well buy myself a T-shirt and sweather to run in.
On Friday I came home after school and the sun was shining, almost like spring was just around the corner. So I took my new outfit and went for a run. And I ran as never before. Even better, I didn’t have a sore knee while running. Something that I did had before. So the new shoes must do the trick. Or maybe it was the new outfit? Or the sun?
Last weekend, I had some friends over for the day. We all do scrapbooking, and once a month we come together to scrapbook. But scrapbooking involves a lot of sitting, so not easy to get my steps for the day. I was awake really early on Saturday, and everything was ready for my friends to arrive. I had over an hour left before they would arrive, so I took my sneakers and went for a small run. If you would have told me a year ago that I would be running at sunrise, I would have called you crazy.
A small run because I have already learnt in these few weeks that I have to listen to my body, and especially to my knee. On Wednesday I felt really great and pushed myself realy heard during the run, which felt great at the moment itself, but what paid up afterwards. So I have to take a little step back and do it slowly.
Of course I served a healthy lunch to my friends. They don’t mind. It has become one of our monthly habits to, to eat a healthy lunch on our crop dates.
Unfortunatly I have to take a break from running. The flew has taken me down, sof or the moment I hardly do a 1000 steps a day. I hope to be back up my feet by the weekend and hopefully taking back up the running next week, slowly, like a turtle, but even a turtle gets to it’s destination in the end.