Rediscovering the Passion - Episode 2

In a bit of a fog as far as running goes...just did not know what to do.  Was I going to get back into the form of a couple years earlier before the injury?  2013 was a tough year that needed direction.  Or maybe it was okay to just meander about, run when I felt like it and relax when I didn't.


Afraid of Re-injury!  Not wanting to push too hard.  Not knowing how hard to push.  Felt a little pain..."is that the injury coming back", "maybe I can't", "is this normal"?  Who knows.


I don't know what happened and maybe my body was just not ready yet, maybe it wanted more time.  Maybe I should start listening to my body instead of telling it what to do all the time.  It is one thing to push yourself, but a whole other to push it too far.  The challenge is finding that sweet spot between Pain and Gain.


May, June and July came with a tremendous fury.  Pains gone, distance and speed increasing.  Still no real rhythm or set schedule but I was starting to enjoy myself.  I had a free entry into the Surrey International World Music 1/2 Marathon.  Was just going to run it for fun...had not really trained well for it.  There was no way I was going to come close to a PB.  I know this sound very negative but I was being realistic.  I always try my hardest, put my best foot forward and most of all manage my expectations.  And so I continued working towards this race.


July was a great mix of running and cycling.  Now when I say to someone "yeah, I am a runner!", they can be pretty sure and know that I am but when I say cycling...well that is me just out on the road bush-whacking along with my mountain bike trying to keep up to my mates (who actually have road bikes)...To be continued

Rediscovering the Passion - Episode 1

A thought had passed through my mind that I was back and all would be as it was...obviously not.  For what had seemed to be an almost idyllic time in my running career, I found myself once again floundering in my pursuit to recapture the passion.  2013 ended up being a rollercoaster ride into the unknown.


Although I finished the year with a respectable accumulation of 1600km this was overshadowed a couple months earlier by the grim reality that on Oct 8th my Garmin 305 recorded its' last workout.  Barely able to hold a charge I frantically struggled with it for a few months until that fateful day.  My friend, my colleague, my crutch, my coach!  What was I going to do without this little marvelous piece of technology?