Two weeks ago, I agreed to take part in an Ultra in May next year. Or to be more precise, to run from Christ’s Hospital near Horsham to Hove via the South Downs. In all honestly, I am not sure why I said yes to the suggestion other than the fact that I am prone to bouts of chronic stupidity and am poor at saying no. In any event, at the time of writing, I’m not remotely convinced this is something I can achieve. I am currently overweight, underfit, and middle-aged, and any motivation I once had to run around the Sussex countryside in the cold and wet seems to have deserted me long since. Nonetheless, I’ve said yes, so train I must and somehow I feel that along the way, there are many Sussex adventures to be had.
It has begun
There’s a long road ahead. I have not really run at all this year after a minor incident that involved my dog, a tarmac road, my head, and a trip to casualty last Christmas. It still hurts to be honest. And as an indication of just how far I have to go is the fact that this morning I was pleased to manage a 4 km run (with stops). Only 46 km to go then. Yesterday I also managed a hearty walk on the South Downs at Wilmington (although I slept it off with a middle-aged power nap later on). I’m laughing about it now, but…
Please cheer me on
I thought it might help if I posted a monthly update. Well, I doubt it will help you but it might help me. My daughter tells me I sound like an elephant when I run and look like a beetroot so I’ll be easy to spot when I’m out training and please feel free to cheer me on – or laugh incredulously, as you prefer. No offence will be taken. I’ll be walking or running wherever and whenever I get the chance as well as sharing any interesting new routes. I think I might even get some Sussex Exclusive running shirts made up. An “all the gear and no idea” type approach.
Aims for the next month?
I am not doing it alone so I’ll share news of my training buddies if they allow me to. And by this time next month, I hope to be writing that I’m up to 10 km and down on the scales. It feels like a slightly impossible goal with Christmas in the way so wish me luck and please say hello if you spot me or the SE van! But for now, shall I put on my trainers or eat the rest of that cake?