I hate running – I think for me it triggers deep seated unhappy memories of cross country at school. I never really saw the point – why waste a perfectly good walk by getting hot, sweaty, out of breath and moving too fast to notice much? However, these days as my middle aged spread becomes more pronounced and I more consciously try to stay fit and healthy, I have found that running brings other benefits so I’m working on a way to begin to like it.
To change my increasingly sedentary ways and learn to love to run, I’m focussing on it in a different way. Firstly I’ve got myself a big ‘why’. I’ve been a poorly girl the first couple of weeks of March – not nice and my own fault for not looking after myself. I want to be healthy, not ill. I want to be full of energy. I want to be fit and in tip top condition for our eagerly awaited skiing holiday. And I want to be able to wear some much loved clothes again that I’ve had to put away for now as the muffin top has taken over.
Next I’m not thinking about running. I only think about the parts of running I like – I take Leo Babauta’s advice and just put my running shoes on and step out the door. Because I love being outside. I like the feel of the air on my skin, the scents of the wood I run through, the birds I hear singing (or the music I’m listening to). I enjoy feeling my body move, my muscles stretch, my lungs filling with air. I even enjoy the sensation of my ‘fat bits’ wobbling and getting moving as I know they will disappear. All of this helps distract me from the hated idea of ‘running’.
I had a moment of realisation on my run this morning that another reason I don’t like ‘running’ is that I’m not very good at it, I find it really hard. And it struck me that I needed to heed my own advice that I’d only dished out to my middle daughter an hour earlier (she’s working up to her grade 1 flute exam in a couple of weeks) – the more you practice, the better you’ll get!



