So is it just Melbourne weather that's bone-chillingly cold or is it winter that's thrashing out its wrath? (And on that note, do you pronounce it as either 'rath' or 'rȯth'?)
I've been pleasantly surprised these holidays. Whenever I've run, the distance of running from one destination to another has always weighed heavily on my mental attitude. If my dad proposed to run somewhere that had an estimated travel time of more than 40 minutes, something about it would make me balk. I'd be reluctant to go since I could imagine myself struggling all the way with heavy legs. Or maybe I would be put-off by a particularly steep hill that I knew we'd have to climb along the way. Whatever reason I had, I was a reluctant runner.
Then suddenly (or maybe not so suddenly with imperceptibly incremental improvements), I've come back and the mental limits I seem to have previously self-imposed were no longer existent. I still find that Wattle Park hill as hard as ever (although I can now climb it without losing my pace horrendously) and it's still a hard mental game but I have a more open mind about running. I suppose this change has come at the right time (and not a season too late) to aid the shedding of Jabba the Hutt-esque fat before the summer months come. Otherwise I may have been a bit of a wobbly sight if I attempted to Baywatch-run across a popular beach.
(I would have inserted some picture of an actress running from Baywatch but the ones that I browsed were a little too eyebrow-raising for my liking)
4 comments:
Yay Running.... Im like a Jabba atm and getting fat.
By Wed, you mean next wed right?
No you aren't. Shh already.
And yes! Next wed! :D
bhahahaha well, you havent seen me for a while! Dont jump to conclusions!
Im most likely going to be i Sydney the weekend your back :S
i say rath :D omg running is a bitch, my mom stole my runners so i have to run in flat converse-y type shoes :( i get tired halfway round the block D:
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