Less talk, More Action! It's Enough Already!
I once signed up to (single-handedly) make 700 health bars for an event and until the last minute I didn’t fully understand what I had gotten myself into. To have them as fresh as possible, it was vital to make them the day before but by the end of the day, I wasn't anywhere near the end! I had to stay up all night baking, for I had made a commitment.
Preparing for this 10k race, on the other hand, is a different kind of commitment. No one else is relying on me. Yet it terrifies me just the same – not because of the work it implies but merely because I loath running and because I was never any good at it.
My name is Anita and for me running has never been an especially pleasant experience.
The boredom
Firstly, it is oh so tedious! I've tried to give it a chance so many times but the boredom always kicks in right at the start and from then on every stride becomes a struggle. Then the panic sets in when I realise that what seems like an eternity is a measly 10 minutes. I push on for another agonizing 10 to 15 minutes after which it feels like I’ve been running for days and I am about to pass out. So I stop running - for a mighty long time. Treadmills are even worse. You want to get off the minute you get on.
Anything that is that boring is very hard to make a habit of, even in spite of all the health benefits!
The Pain
Secondly, it is pure torture. My knees will start aching just after 15 minutes. If I carry on, then the head will start throbbing, the throat will go dry and start to ache too. By this time the chest is pounding so hard you think it is going to explode. At some point and a very short while later, the situation becomes unbearable that I just have to put an end to the nightmare at once and for at least a month. Yes, at least a month! That’s how long it usually takes to recover from a 15-25-minute run.
Less talk and More Action
In spite of it all, there has always been a desire to overcome my running hinders and for years I have been contemplating taking on the 10K race, Tjejmilen. For the reasons stated above it was never accomplished until now that I have decided to shut it and actually do it. With determination and commitment, I've finally vacated my spot on the sofa for the jogging trails of Stockholm's suburbs. The goal is Tjejmilen 2010, my first 10K - my first race ever.
I am working the treadmill during winter. Come spring and summer I’ll be exploring various jogging tracks around Stockholm to beat the running blues. I have to find the motivation to get in good shape for the 27th edition of the race. It is time for a little less talk and a whole lot more action. I am doing this – even if I have to crawl to the finish line. It's enough already!
February 2010
I once signed up to (single-handedly) make 700 health bars for an event and until the last minute I didn’t fully understand what I had gotten myself into. To have them as fresh as possible, it was vital to make them the day before but by the end of the day, I wasn't anywhere near the end! I had to stay up all night baking, for I had made a commitment.
Preparing for this 10k race, on the other hand, is a different kind of commitment. No one else is relying on me. Yet it terrifies me just the same – not because of the work it implies but merely because I loath running and because I was never any good at it.
My name is Anita and for me running has never been an especially pleasant experience.
The boredom
Firstly, it is oh so tedious! I've tried to give it a chance so many times but the boredom always kicks in right at the start and from then on every stride becomes a struggle. Then the panic sets in when I realise that what seems like an eternity is a measly 10 minutes. I push on for another agonizing 10 to 15 minutes after which it feels like I’ve been running for days and I am about to pass out. So I stop running - for a mighty long time. Treadmills are even worse. You want to get off the minute you get on.
Anything that is that boring is very hard to make a habit of, even in spite of all the health benefits!
The Pain
Secondly, it is pure torture. My knees will start aching just after 15 minutes. If I carry on, then the head will start throbbing, the throat will go dry and start to ache too. By this time the chest is pounding so hard you think it is going to explode. At some point and a very short while later, the situation becomes unbearable that I just have to put an end to the nightmare at once and for at least a month. Yes, at least a month! That’s how long it usually takes to recover from a 15-25-minute run.
Less talk and More Action
In spite of it all, there has always been a desire to overcome my running hinders and for years I have been contemplating taking on the 10K race, Tjejmilen. For the reasons stated above it was never accomplished until now that I have decided to shut it and actually do it. With determination and commitment, I've finally vacated my spot on the sofa for the jogging trails of Stockholm's suburbs. The goal is Tjejmilen 2010, my first 10K - my first race ever.
I am working the treadmill during winter. Come spring and summer I’ll be exploring various jogging tracks around Stockholm to beat the running blues. I have to find the motivation to get in good shape for the 27th edition of the race. It is time for a little less talk and a whole lot more action. I am doing this – even if I have to crawl to the finish line. It's enough already!
February 2010
