A colleague and I were having a chat last week when I mentioned that I enjoyed running. His eyes brightened when I said this, and I discovered that he was once a keen runner too. He started asking me all the normal questions, such as what distances I was running, the times, etc, and then asked me the big one.. was I training for anything?
One of my goals last year was to enter the 12km Adelaide City-Bay fun run and unfortunately I didn't make it. Disappointed? Yes. I trained all through the summer reaching a peak of 8km, but once the colder weather set in all my motivation shriveled up and I hung up my runners until the sun returned. Yes, I'm lame.
My colleague is now pushing me to enter this year (he even mentioned a marathon, and I told him he was crazy. Just a little out of my league there!) and I think if I have someone motivating me I'll be able to do it. Yesterday I decided to push myself and instead of turning to the right to do my short 5k course, I headed left and completed 7kms. Yes, I almost collapsed at the end (hence the sharp downward spiral), but I did it!
I'm going to try and commit to running the longer distances on Sundays again, the shorter ones through the week and get my stamina going. Times I'm not too fussed about yet, I just want to make sure I can last the distance! Next goal is 8km... and I'm giving myself three weeks to get there. Wish me luck!