Sunday, 29 January 2017

Run Rabbit Run

As previously mentioned, I recently started running on a fairly regular basis. I'm not 110% committed to it yet, after all it's only been 4 weeks today since I started doing it properly. In that time I've done 5 runs. Before this I had been for a couple of runs, but I wasn't doing it regularly or with a plan.

I never thought running was something I would be able to do. I used to hate it as a kid, and this was probably down to the fact that it caused me quite a bit of pain and I fell over a lot as I lacked co-ordination In hindsight, these issues were obviously due to my hypermobility that was at the time undiagnosed. I used to twist my ankles regularly, hurt my knee, all sorts. 

As I continued to have problems with my joints throughout my teenage years and into my early twenties (I'm slowly coming to terms with the fact I am solidly in my mid-twenties now), I was always told and led to believe that I should not do high impact sport. I was forced to stop doing PE at school (I wasn't that bothered; actually, that's a lie - I was thrilled). I realised that I could no longer risk trampolining at friends' houses after more than one occasion when my knee decided to sublux mid-jump, causing me to land unsafely and/or nearly come off the trampoline completely. I felt I had been severely limited on what I could do in terms of exercise.

Over time, I've watched people go off running to de-stress or just to be out in the environment. It started to bother me, I wanted to be able to say "I'm stressed so I'm going for a run" rather than "I'm stressed, I'm going to get drunk". I wanted to be able to experience the wind in my hair, the satisfaction of hearing your feet pounding the pavement. But I was scared... 

I had been working hard at the gym for the first few months of last year. I realised my body was getting stronger, and it was reacting better in certain situations. If I has been sat on the kitchen counter, I could now jump off and not roll my ankle on hitting the ground. I didn't have to slide off awkwardly. I could walk faster. I discovered I could cope with using a skipping rope... I started to running down the garden when I had my trainers on, on my way to and/or from the gym. Just to see how it felt. It didn't hurt. I started jogging on the spot when I was doing other workouts at home. It didn't hurt.

So I decided to give it a go. I ran a quarter of a mile the first time, just home from my mother-in-laws. It hurt my chest but it didn't hurt my bones. I realised I could really do this... So I went for a run with a friend, and then a run on my own... This was all towards the end of  2016. Then it got colder and darker, and I got lazier. So I stopped. But we got to after Christmas and I saw how much weight I had gained over the Christmas period. That's when I decided that this year I am going to run regularly.


So, long story short, I got treated to a new pair of trainers for my birthday, and I am certainly putting them to good use. I've run/walked over 10 miles so far this year. My friend and I are currently using the Couch to 5k app to help give us some structure which involves a period of walking, a period of running and repeat, finishing with a walk. I can run for 3 minutes without stopping - something impressive for some one who couldn't run for 10 seconds before. I think in the next week, it takes us up to 5 minutes of running with a much shorter recovery time, so that'll be interesting.

I got a real good feeling about this though. 

Friday, 27 January 2017

Oh How Time Flies...

How time flies when you're having fun. I managed to fall off the radar again completely. What a surprise.

So, let's catch up on what's been happening since... er... October. Oops.

Needless to say, it's the usual story of long hours and Christmas and life in general that has got in the way of me blogging. Nothing exciting, just usual stuff that I use as an excuse. But I'm trying to not make excuses this year. I'm trying not to make excuses anymore going forward to be honest, not just this year.

There was nothing of real interest to report in the last few months of the year. I did that typical "stuff it, it's Christmas, let's eat all the food" thing and gained some weight which I'm having to work to get off again for the sake of my joints. I had a couple of mini flare-ups, and I went to see an osteopath to free up my shoulder and neck again as they were giving me issues. I also went and finally got round to do all my general health care check ups that you're supposed to do regularly and I haven't done for years.

I went and saw the opticians - all was well - I am now slightly short sighted in one eye, but not enough to warrant glasses. I saw the dentist and as a result of this first visit in some years, discovered that I needed a filling *urgh* and I went to the doctors for my (first) smear test. (Ladies, these are important - please get them done, regardless of "embarrassing" it may seem, it may just save your life - I'll get onto this one in another post though so the squeamish can avoid).

We got into the new year, and I have scored myself a new job with less hours and more money (win win). This will hopefully give me some more time to write here and to share cooking and general healthcare tips & info. I also started running. Like actually regularly running which I'm thrilled about. In fact, I'm so thrilled about it I could write a ridiculous amount, so let's save that for another post shall we as well.

Anyway, there's my little catch up of my life. All is well, I am happy. I have lots to share and talk about, so keep watching this space for little catch ups - and hopefully some more regular blogs!