I’ve tried so many time to start running and I hated it. It was boring, I felt that my legs wouldn’t cooperate etc. BUT – 1,5 week ago I started running.
I need to get my legs working and I need them to be my friends. To succeed that I’ve to make them stronger and running is a good way. You might think they now. It started when I was on vacation and I was out on Bondi Beach on a S.U.P board – I want to learn to surf and be good at it and to do that I need strong legs. Beside that I want to start sand running when I move to Australia because I love the ocean and the feeling of the wet sand.
That means that this time I’m doing it because I want to and not because I’m pressured to do it or have to do it.
My strategy this time
First I signed up at a 5 km run in August – Color Me Rad, to award myself with a crazy run.
Second I bought light weight running shoes made for front feet running. No big heal, no support, no cement shoes helping gravity keeping my feet on the ground and lastly on sale. That is a good start I can tell you. (I read a lot of articles before chosing shoes and talked to my PT so I knew what I wanted).
Third I found a program to start on for beginners from a store here in Norway specialised in running shoes. I wanted to have a good start. Some days I’ve to walk up hill and run down and living on a mountain I’ve no problems finding roads with a good slant ;-D
Last I dragged myself out of the house and began running. The first times was on a scale on 1-10 about -50 in motivation because of my bad experiences in my past. I often did my running first and then ended it at the shopping center to have a goal to motivate myself. So I did my shopping and walked home again.
To avoid tight muscles I use trigger point because else my PT will torture me once a week with his kind of trigger pont and I promise you one thing you don’t wanna experience that 😀
Weird enough I did good in the running process and something just clicked in my heart. Saturday when I woke up I actually wanted to go running but didn’t because it was my rest-day.
Today I couldn’t wait going home and run. I got impatient in the sub-way. For the first time the ride was way to long. I happily dived into my running clothes and put on my magic shoes and off I went. While running I realised that I love running. STOP – hey what is going on here – did I just say I love running – what the fu.. – What has happened here.
Yes I’ve started a new love story in my life. I actually love running and it makes me happy running and listening to music just me and my magic shoes.