It’s been a while since my last post, and firstly, I thought I’d let you know that I’ll be posting A LOT more this year. YAAAAAY. Now for the bad news….
It’ll be mostly FITNESS related. Gross, right? Hear me out though.
As you’ll know if you already read my blog, the one thing I am is HONEST. I’m not going to sugarcoat anything I write. If you’re looking for a picture perfect, perkily assed LIE of a fitness blog created by someone with too much time and money on their hands, then this isn’t it. The market’s already massively oversaturated with all this clean eating, strong not skinny malarkey, and I’m certainly not going to add to it. If it makes you feel good then great, but it’s not my bag, babes.
This will be a warts and all account of me training for the LONDON MARATHON. Yep. THE LONDON MARATHON. I know. What am I thinking?! It’s not like I can even put it down to a drunken decision.
I was asked if I’d be interested in running it in October last year. To my surprise (and horror), my mouth took over my mind and said ‘sounds interesting, can I sleep on it?’ What I was really thinking probably shouldn’t be published. In case little people are reading.
Here’s the thing – a few years ago, I got super fit, and ran 5, 7, 10k’s on a regular basis. I just discovered running one day and found out I was semi decent at it. After about a year, my regular runs dwindled down to not a lot, and I just did other fitness stuff instead, interspersed with the odd run. Thing is, I didn’t tell anyone that. Just kept on doing my thing. So, the upshot is, everyone still thinks I run regularly. Yeah. I know. Not ideal.
With it being the London Marathon, obviously there’s a charity involved too. And it happens to be the one that I’m an Ambassador for. Globals Make Some Noise is a FANTASTIC charity, and I’m beyond proud to be involved with them. Had I declined to run the marathon, clearly I’d have felt WELL BAD. Of course I want to help raise LOADS of cash for awesome kids who need it. Yes, it would be far easier baking loads of cakes and selling them at a Bring and Buy sale, Blue Peter style, but I couldn’t exactly say no.
Also, it’s good to challenge yourself. And boy, is this a challenge. I’M PETRIFIED.
So. Here we are then.
My training started at a gentle pace, a few 3k, 5k runs here and there. I also enlisted the help of a personal trainer at my local leisure centre. I see him once a week, and he’s bloomin’ BRILLIANT. Kentley has 3 London Marathon’s under his belt, and he works me HARD. One of the main things we’re doing is strengthening my core, which as I’ve found out is super important for marathon training. He also seems to get a kick out of surprising me on the treadmill, by whacking the speed and incline up, as and when he feels like it. Cheers mate.
The bit between Christmas and New Year was a struggle. I came down with a virus mid December, and it knocked me for six. The best part was, as a final hurrah, I got conjunctivitis. WHAT a gift! I must have been bad in 2016. The annoying thing about conjunctivitis is, there’s not much you can do about it. As I found out after 2 trips to the Doctor, 4 different types of medication, and an appointment with an optician. YAY. So, if you see a woman running around South East London with tears literally streaming down her face, I’m not upset, I’m just infected. NICE. The good news is, that aside, I’ve already done a few 5 mile runs, which is ace.
Another important part of training for a marathon, is watching what goes INSIDE your body. I’m going to have to curb my beloved weekend party nights, and stop eating so much junk. I’m still on the New Year smoothie bandwagon, which is all the fun. Seriously, they’d taste SO much better with a bit of Gin.
It’s alright though, because I balance out the smoothie goodness with naughty things. For instance, I demolished a Steak Pie & Cheesy Chips extravaganza at the weekend. This was followed by a night of Southern style feasting. Washed down with wine. Everything in moderation eh? Ahem.
Look, I know full well that being healthy and virtuous is obviously a good thing, but I’ll never be one of those people it comes naturally to. It just isn’t fun. But, the matter of running 26 miles is a serious one, that needs diligence and preparation. So, for once in my life, I have to be sensible. Ish. I know I have it in me to be a lean, mean, running machine, I just need a bit more enthusiasm and willpower. I’m hoping that by sharing my experiences, it will help.
I’ll keep you up to date with all of my experiences in the run up (get it?) to the Marathon, blisters and all. I’ll share the lot. From the natural high that comes with completing a long run (they should seriously bottle that feeling), to the doubts, insecurities and nerves that I’m already experiencing ahead of the big day, to the crushing lows of self disappointment when you just don’t have the motivation to run. There’ll be food diaries, which will likely include bags of Colin the Caterpillars and blocks of Cheese. Who knows, I might even strap a Go-Pro to my forehead and take you running with me. That could be LOLZ.
Of course it’d be silly if I didn’t take the opportunity to raise as much as I can for the brilliant Make Some Noise, so I’ve set up a fundraising page right here should you wish to be a total diamond and donate whatever you can to a wonderful charity. Thank you.
So, that’s it for this week. Right, could you be a love and pass me that bottle of Pinot Noir please? Cheers. (what? It’s good for your heart. And it’s medicinal….)
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