Inspired by another blogger’s fashionable return in 2011, 2P over at http://twopennysblog.blogspot.com/, It must be about time I added to the City-Bay race report from 2009. Woah that is a long time ago.
So what has been going on since then? Well personally, my attempt at a second Yurrebilla Trail 56km Ultra in September of 2009 was put on hold due to the early arrival of my son, to now be known as V. So as you can see my priorities changed to caring for my family and running has taken a back seat for a while. I did manage to squeeze in the Black Hill Challenge in November of 2009 with my brother, which I will post about later and I also finished off the Corporate Cup series of 2009.
2010 became a very busy year in my life with work, a baby/toddler and being race director for a marathon. Our two bedroom apartment was closing in very quickly around us, so 2010 also included sale, purchase (well actually it was agree to purchase and then sale) and moving into a new property with plenty of back-yard for the family to run around in. Despite that I aslo managed a few runs here and there with the main events being the City-Bay and Boral Blue Lake Fun Run, both pushing V in a pram. All of these events I will write about shortly. Also in 2010 I invested in (or more like inherited) a bike and have been using that to commute to work alot (except in winter because I value my extremities a little too much) as it is more practical and time efficient then running everyday. Plus now that I have moved further into the foothills there is a nice little incline to get the heart pumping on the way home so that I don’t feel as much like I am taking the easy free-wheeling way out.
So what of 2011? Well son number two is expected in a months time (he shall be known from this time forth as N) so who knows if I will find time to do another entry before 2012. Perhaps I will branch out into non-running related posts as well, I am still pondering that…it is a new year after all.
So, now that I have committed to paying my blog a little bit more of the attention that it deserves, what am I going to be doing in 2008? I started yesterday morning with a rather awkward 6k jog. First things first…lose 8kg through better food selection and consistent training. Then build up through the usual races to run a sub 4hr Adelaide Marathon in August, qualifing for 6 ft and feeling happier about my time. I am also contemplating trying to get to Melbourne for their marathon, but will wait and see what the start of the year brings first.
Right now I am attempting to update my blog pages by finishing off the 2007 training pages and starting 2008 ones.
Spurred on by a new thread on CR I thought I would take a look back and see where I lost that self-conscious self who would only run after dark or before light or in areas where not many others would see. Why? because I didn’t want to be seen exercising. That would be like admitting you are fat (even though I was derrr) and in today’s society (or at least early 2000’s) it was perceived, by me at least, that it was un-cool to care about your weight/appearance. I tried going to the Gym in 2004, but only during the day when there was hardly anyone around and no skinnier or stronger people there to show me up and mock me for being weak and fat.
I needed an extra drive to get over that initial fear of being seen wanting to lose weight and trying to run, something to just push me over the edge into I don’t care land. It came in the form of pride, it came in the form of trying to impress people with my running by completing a fun-run rather than by being laughed at for wanting to lose weight. That’s right, it involved a change in thinking. I finished that first fun-run…ran all the way…and that seemed to impress people… they are impressed by me for finish that fun-run.
Suddenly running when ever I felt like it and in-front of whomever was around became easier, because I was not doing it to lose weight, I was doing it to get fitter to go faster and be able to compete over longer distances, turning me from “haha he needs to run to lose weight” into “a running machine who runs half marathons!”. Who cares if I run like a gimp, carry around a little extra kilos, go completely red in the face…I can run half marathons…hell I can run!
Blogging started after that first fun run, when I started getting serious about improving my fitness to beat that first time and I subconsciously stated time and time again that weightloss was not a goal…merely a side benefit…the goal was to get fitter and healthier so that I could run faster. Now 16months later I am past all that and happily admit I want to lose weight, not that I have had much success at Fat Fighters, but still it is only a secondary goal to finishing my first marathon.
So it took a bit of growing up and maturing, but I would happily run down a crowded city street in my CR cap. It is not that I think “who cares what other people think” because I do and it would be foolish of me to say that I didn’t, it is more that now I think a majority of those people are thinking “damn that dude can run. I wish I could run. He is a running machine”. I changed my intent and that seemed to help my motivation.
I must admit that those other thoughts haven’t completely disappeared…especially when I catch a reflection of myself running, like in a bus shelter window as I am running towards it, but they are now only fleeting and I think I am a better person for it, or at least a faster, thinner one 🙂
Seeing as it was a non-running day full of DIY, I thought I would comment on my picture above. It is a photo I took (well actually a number of photos stitched together) of the view from of St Mary’s Peak looking out over Wilpena Pound, Flinder’s Ranges SA. It was a very inspirational moment of 2004, which looking back may have been a catalyst or at least a seed in the growing feeling of needing to run. It was a view of the end of the road, which I soon realised I wanted to travel down. (a metaphorical road 😉 )
What does 2007 bring. In 2006 I started blogging and running seriously. I had big expectiations at the start of 2006 and it was a great year, which I contribute mostly to the path I chose. That path was one involving running. Keeping this thought in mind and thinking about my goals for 2007 while reflecting on 2006, I have dwelt during my last couple of long runs on a poem, which was one of my favourites in high school and led to the title of my blog.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.