I used to run quite a bit, but stopped after sustaining a back injury. Walking became my main form of exercise, but it was rather like being an impatient dog on a lead - all the time I wanted to break into a run! Now I've fully recovered and have started running again, and it feels great so far! I just love the wind in my face, the motivated feeling you have after a run, and the freedom of exploring streets and trails around me on foot.
As I progress I have found the need for a running diary, and what better way than a running blog! Here I can document my progress, trials and tribulations to help keep me motivated. You are welcome to follow my journey, and if I can motivate others too that would be just great!
My very first running race was at a school sports day as a 5 year old, and I lined up at the start with the other girls my age. The teachers encouraged us by saying "Run as fast as you can - run to the mountains!"
And so I did. I ran, and ran - and I won! But I didn't stop there. To the great amusement of the spectators I ran right through the white finishing line tape and kept on running - running as fast as I could to the mountains way off in the distance, with all the others following me! I don't remember the parents and teachers stopping us at the other end of the school field, but I do remember being disappointed not to have reached those mountains!
So you could say I've been a keen runner from an early age, but the reality is that I have run in fits and starts throughout my life, I'm strictly a mid-fielder, and hills make me struggle let alone mountains - but I still love to run!