Sometimes it’s the smallest of things that matter the most.
This Corona time, everyone has been trying to keep themselves busy in some way or another. So have I. And this has been great opportunity to take up challenges for yourself. What always fascinated me is seeing people run for hours. Do marathons and long runs in general. Well, so naturally, I wanted to give it a try.
In school, I’ve always ran short distances. Sprinting was my thing and I loved it. The rush of giving your full speed and not thinking anything and shooting for top position on podium. Worked well and I always thought, well, how difficult can running be. I wasn’t sure what it took and how much it took to start really “running“.
At beginning of this year, before the Corona storm stopped the world (in many ways), I registered for a half marathon. And it was one hell of a challenge I had signed up for.
The first time I thought, “hey, let’s go for a short run” – I got ready, took a big water bottle, unfitting sports belt, hanging earphones, and not really fit for running, shoes. And off I went. As soon as I leave home, there is a little hill and all I had was 550m of running down hill!
First 25m later, my water bottle obviously fell, my earphones tangled and my phone followed the bottles lead. In short, I had a good half or more minute break and then continued with both bottle and phone in my hand. Nope, it wasn’t a warm day *at all.
Once I reached at the bottom of the little hill, of course I stopped again. I sprinted, like I was used to from school. Started again and stopped again in 500m or so. And had lots of water in between, with breaks of course.
Less than 2km later, I was back home. And my first thought – should I unregister myself? I could barely run for 500m without thinking I’m going to die. How will I even do this???
A day later, and some motivational TED talks later, I decided to do this right. Even without trying, I couldn’t just give up. So, with a lot of articles, training plans, and googling around, I found the right training plan for myself. It didn’t just have running, but also strength training, yoga, cycling and so that way, I wouldn’t miss my actual workout sessions. And build up to half marathon.
And thus began my journey to preparing for the half-marathon. I had 3 months exactly. And tomorrow was today. I stopped giving myself excuses and *tried to start that very day. First day was relatively *simple, it was active recovery and all I had to do was some yoga and pilates to kick it off.
The actual training journey and a lot more ups and downs in the next post… 🙂
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