Watching the thousands of runners sweep past at the start of last year’s City to Surf, I felt inspired. I thought ‘I want to do that’ but my next thought was ‘don’t be daft – think of your knees….your back…..your age…… and you’d look HIDEOUS in those shorts’. So I didn’t do anything about it.
But this year, when an email arrived for the SMH half marathon I thought ‘why not?’ So I signed up on the spot. Two minutes later, all the justifications as to why I’d fail to achieve this arrived – the usual negative stuff which I cheerfully refused to acknowledge. Then I looked at the training schedule and, not quite so cheerfully, realised I didn’t have quite enough time to do it all, plus it assumed some level of prior running experience.
My husband then emailed to say that the bank had contacted him over a suspicious payment on the credit card as half marathons don’t fit our spending profile. Ha ha ha. He’s undermining me again.
Whatever. I’m giving it a go.