Let me start by saying that this time last year, I was pleased to be able to run 40 minutes without stopping. Fast forward one year, and I have competed in my first cross country run at part of the Team Surrey Running and Athletics team. And look, I'm smiling! Cold, muddy, and absolutely exhausted, I finished and with a pretty decent time at that: 6.4km (4 miles) in 35 minutes.
The course was hard. Like, let's-just-make-the-course-a-continuous-hill kind of hard. When it finally did decline, it was so muddy (and I had no spikes) that it was impossible to make up the time. It was so difficult though that I was just pleased to have finished and thrilled when my time was under 40 minutes!
Sure I was literally gulping in air, I nearly fell flat on my face, and I wanted to give up on numerous occasions but by the time I'd finished, the satisfaction was so worth it. And hey, this is coming from a girl who used to loathe the idea of getting a bit sweaty/puffed. Now I love it. And I love running.
If you're reading this and have considered taking up running but haven't quite got rid of that little voice that's been saying 'start tomorrow...', ignore that little voice. She sucks. Start now. I did, and have never looked back; I feel so much more confident and energised, and no matter how bad a run I have, I have never ever regretted a single one... I'll stop now because I'm starting to sound like a walking cliché. But the point stands: go run.
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