The Reluctant Runner is born…

My feet are ready for action! A reluctant runner is born. Honolulu Marathon beckons…

19th April 2013

A week ago, I was toodling along, working on my novel, complaining about being 30 lbs over weight, feeling like a sloth, and looking like the Michelin Man’s little sister.  My old habits of the gym two to three times a week, yoga/hiking regularly, had dwindled to a drip of activity here and there.  I’ve not been feeling like myself of late.  Over the past few years, in my life, there has been too much heartbreak, lost so many people I adored and respected, been crazy with work, suffered injury, and more rubbish stuff that is now behind me, but with all the stress eating, my weight has been slyly creeping upwards; I’d no thought or desire to run; my running is strictly related to sprinting between airport terminals and such.

Flash forward to Monday – after a lovely, casual walk around Lake Hollywood – I came home to watch the live footage coming in from Boston – the carnage at the marathon.  I was horrified and saddened, but, as the day progressed and more information came out, I became infuriated.  How dare those cowards destroy the lives, hopes, peace, dreams of those at the marathon! Apart from the ones directly on the front line, I felt bad for the thousands who had put in all the training and didn’t get to finish.  The terrorists wanted to incite fear, but, within me has been growing the notion of running a marathon, just to prove that you can’t intimidate me, that I’m not scared of living; they have challenged me to step out of my comfort zone and contemplate the impossible.

On Tuesday, I researched online easy marathons and found the Honolulu marathon in December 2013, there is no exit time, you finish when you finish –  I thought if I walked it, at my normal level of fitness, I think I could knock it out in 6 to 8 hours – and I’ve always wanted to go to Hawaii.  So, did a bit more research, bookmarked several hotel and airline pages.  On Wednesday, after going to the gym, I ordered a pedometer and a few used books on marathoning.  On Thursday – after going to the gym again, I stumbled across a great pair of running shoes…NOT that I’m doing it for sure.  On Friday, I found out there is a timed 10k in Burbank on Thanksgiving morning, which would put me in the proper corral for the Big One, which I need to do so I’m not stuck with all the slowpokes at the back!  Also, I heard another dear friend has cancer and is going for surgery next Friday.  Life is too short to be sitting on the sidelines; the last few years have taught me that so much is out of our control that we need to harness our own power and get out there and live…But, I’m not all in, yet, just 80% maybe…

I do like to be fit – currently, I’m not. I love to write – set up this blog thing on Monday; I had my domain name for over a year but did nothing with it – until now.  I want to lose weight.  I love to travel.  Always wanted to go to Hawaii.  Hate the concept of surfing as much as running, but if I did go, and by that time look fabulous in my red bikini, I may have to dabble in some sort of surfing endeavor.

And, if i did do it, I wouldn’t want to be sponsored, but think it would be cool for people to pledge money to their favorite charity and donate on my behalf…all on the honor system,of course…I shall continue to ponder the situation….

 

Yvonne

I am Scottish by design - citizen of the world by choice...I am a storyteller, who loves to entertain, enlighten and inspire....I believe that sometimes the only mode of transportation is a leap of faith.... I know we are all striving to be the best version of ourselves, that sometimes it's difficult to even get out of bed in the morning, but you have to keep moving, keep trusting, keeping believing.... Walk on with hope, joy, and love in your heart and you'll never walk alone....