This week I made one of the biggest steps I've made since I started my journey.
I signed up to run a half marathon.
The Melbourne Marathon festival half on October 14th.
As I type this, I am shitting myself nervous, and I expect that trend will continue for the next 85 days, 17 hours, 31 minutes and 22 seconds (but who's counting right?!).
But it's a funny thing.
As I pressed the 'Register and Pay' button, I felt SUCH a sense of calm.
I actually knew in myself that it wasn't just an empty promise ro myself, but something that I CAN and WILL achieve - certainly not the fastest and maybe not without quite a bit of pain, hell maybe not even under my goal time, but I'll get the job done.
About three years ago I told my family I was going to rub a half marathon and they laughed at me - to be honest, they were kind of right to - I had no bloody idea!
started running laps of the Tan, pretty aimlessly really, I didn't how to train for a half marathon.
Yesterday, I told them I'd registered and they offered to help me fund raise.
They know as well as I do that I can do it now, and that means the world to me.
TO make it even more personal and add more fuel to my fire, I'm doing this for this lady:
This photo was taken back in 2009, but since then my nan has developed dementia and has deteriorated pretty quickly. Alzheimers has proven to be an absolute bitch of a disease not only to my family but to the families of so many people I speak to, so I'm running to raise money for Alzheimer's Australia (VIC).
I think it's going to make crossing that finish line all the more emotional for me.
I'm not kidding myself that I won't be in full ugly cry mode when I get there anyway, so I may as well give myself a good reason for it right?
If you CAN donate, I'd really appreciate it.
I know it seems every man and his dog are doing something for charity these days (which is great, that's just what charity is all about), but if you have even $5 to spare, every little bit counts!
You can donate at:
I think too that one of the things that excites me about this is that it gives me a new goal.
I've lost all of my weight, I've smashed the goals I set myself last round and I've been working out a bit aimlessly for the past few weeks.
Working out JUST to maintain your weight or JUST because you feel obligated to isn't much fun - I need something to work towards!
And so this is it - definitely something to work toward.
AND better still, it falls almost exactly to the day on the same date that I joined my gym with this crazy fitness notion in my head last year, slow and uncoordinated and completely lacking in confidence!
What better way to celebrate all of the changes I've made, kilo's I've dropped, muscles I've gained, friendships I've formed and confidence I've found?!
I can't think of one!