Monday 17 April 2017

Half marathon

I had childhood asthma. Up until summer, 2015, running meant tasting blood in my mouth. Having to stop every 30 seconds, wishing I had my inhaler with me. I wish PE teachers would realise, running is not coming naturally for everyone. It is more of a skill that you need to learn. 

When I started running in June 2 years ago, I had no idea I would actually like it. It was just a free exercise I thought I would try out. One thing led to an other, and I entered my first race last year, and ran 10 km, earning my first medal EVER. If you would have told 13 year old me, that one day I will run without being chased and would actually enjoy it, I am pretty sure I would have checked your vital signs.

But even when I was running last year, training for the 10k, I was laughing at people when they said "wait and see, you'll be at a marathon soon". Me? Haha yeah sure, no way, baby. 

And now here I am, 12 weeks away from a half marathon, on the first day of my training. Am I scared? Yeah, a bit. But I am also hella motivated. I am going to cry, for sure, and will curse myself for signing up for it in the first place, will try to quit workouts, will try to negotiate my way out of it. I know my stupid self, procrastinating is my middle name. But I want to do it. I am going to do it. 

What I also need is you, though. I am going to need all the friendly faces, cheering on the side for me, and catching me at the end. I am going through that finishing line, I don't care if covered in blood and tears, I will be there, and I will go into the sea and make a fool of myself as per usual. And then we will go for a meal and I will probably sign up for a marathon the day after, because I am crazy. Are you with me? :)