I don’t remember the last time I went to the gym. Or went for a run. I haven’t been to boot camp in a while either (I missed the sign-up deadline for May… now I have to wait until June).
I do, however, remember the last time I ate icing straight out of a cup, and what I had for breakfast. It was covered in sugar & cinnamon, and dipped in chocolate dipping sauce. And I ate it in a fluffy pink dressing gown that adds another 5kg. Oh yeah, I’d totally tap me in the mornings.
Tomorrow, however, is a completely different story. I will get to the gym in the morning, and go out for a walk in the afternoon.
Please members of this tight-knit community – do not be alarmed! This is not delusion. This is motivation.
It was hard to spot at first.
But I’m 98% confident I’ve got it right, now.
Tomorrow has an early start – not only does boot camp start at 6am, but I’m planning to run/walk/zombie-shuffle my way there, across the other side of town. It’s not far… only about 6km, and I’ve walked home in under an hour before, but I don’t want to be too tired before I even start the boot camp session (Boxing – yay!).
Thankfully, work has a coffee machine that even I can use. And it doesn’t even taste foul! *
*just not particularly nice sometimes.
To top off an already busy (and exhausting) weekend, my friend Kristin and I missioned out to Martinborough for Round the Vines. After all, there’s nothing like a 10km run after thrashing your body the day before!
Round the Vines is a little different to your usual race – it’s a school fundraiser which the whole township rallies in behind. It’s untimed, but there are still plenty of prizes to be won – including heaps of spot prizes open to everyone who crosses the finish line.
People dressed up in all sorts of costumes. There were the Lost Boys, road cones, and several middle aged men dressed in bridal drag (complete with brightly coloured eye shadows, fake lashes, and runners!). One woman was brave enough to run through the hot, humid Martinborough weather in a giraffe onesie just like mine. We just opted for some bright green lays for St Patricks day (read: leftovers from dragon boating).
And the best part of the race was the free wine. Martinborough is a town built amongst vineyards. Quality wine made right on our doorstep – we’re a lucky bunch. Even luckier when we get to run through the vineyards getting free wine tasters!
In all honesty, we didn’t take the run seriously. We started running, but ended up walking the majority of the way. Or rather, we ran some parts. Usually to the wine stations. And that one time to a port-a-loo.
Eventually, we ambled over the finish line – the aches from the day before all the more apparent. The town put on a good show in the square. A band was playing, and there were various stalls fundraising for the school. Even a bar showcasing some of the local wine we tasted along the way.
What did you get up to this weekend?
- Endorphins are my drug of choice.
- To escape the (crazy) people around me, and get them out of my head.
- To get out of my own head.
- Feeling sore the next day, not sorry.
- Runners have cool shoes.
These are by no means the only reasons I run – or even the main reasons I run – but they’re some of the many that keep me motivated to get out there and slog away for 5+ km of
What are some of the things you love most about running?
10km down, and back before dark!
Didn’t get hit by a car. Orange running shirt is awesome.
It feels so good now that I’m done and showered. I’m going to have to keep it up!
There’s nothing like a successful run for a motivation reboot.
Another planned for tomorrow.
(Yay for cheesy pictures!)