A declaration of running ambitions

Running like Olivia Pope

Who runs the world? I do! Or hope to. Not run the world exactly, more like run further than a mile. Which will pretty much feel like I’m running the world… umm… Let’s start over…

Who runs further than a mile? I will… hopefully…

That’s a bit better. The point is, I’m making a declaration! It’s my first step to committing (without actually committing) to a goal whilst I work out the detail. The declaration?

I want to run!

In the rare moments of energy-filled triumph over the anaemic fatigue I’ve battled most of my life, running has been my fitness “habit” (ha!) of choice but I’ve remained non-committal. Partly due to not getting a full control over my energy levels but mostly due to lack of fitness discipline. My cup of motivation may runneth over but my cup of discipline runneth on empty.

Tut tut! As proverbs 25:28 warns:

Like a city whose walls are broken through is a person who lacks self-control.”

This basically sums up where my lack of fitness discipline has left me. Like a city without walls, insecure and vulnerable to the attack of numerous health problems. No, thank you. No sirree. Not anymore.

Tips for a beginner? 

The furthest I’ve ever run in my life non-stop is 1 mile. That was last year. I was ecstatic. I went for a run earlier this year and could barely do a quarter of that. The disappointment was immense.

Anyway, I’m hoping to start again but in an attempt to avoid over-promising and under-delivering (to myself more than anyone) I am starting with this simple declaration of intent.

For now I welcome any advice and encouragement, especially on how to get started after a rut!

Thanks lovelies x

Amongst many other things, I'm a 30-something contemplative Londoner making the daily commute between contentment and ambition.When not blogging, I'm using my talents for good as communications director at Gingerland and co-founder of Love Harlem.

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