Now that I conquered Mount Kinabalu many of you may be wondering if I’m ready to hang up my running shoes and head back to the couch with a stack of books. That does sound tempting. Very tempting. However, I promised that I wouldn’t let all of my hard work slip away again. I would stay in shape this time. It’s easy to make this promise. Keeping it is the hard part. Since returning from Malaysia on May 12, I’ve only been on three short runs. That’s better than none. But not great for a two week period.
So what to do. This morning I signed up to run a 10k in July. I have found over the years the best way to keep me motivated is to have deadlines. And a decent amount of fear. It worked for Kinabalu. When I didn’t want to go for a run during this past winter, I remembered my deadline and if I didn’t get in shape I would die. Okay—that might be dramatic. But it worked. I kept to a decent training schedule.
And the run I signed up for is to raise money for cancer research. My wonderful grandmother died over ten years ago. She had a fabulous life filled with children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Unfortunately the last year of her life was horrible. Leukemia. What a dreadful disease. Since her death I have grown my hair out twice and chopped it off to donate for people who are undergoing cancer treatment and want wigs. Now I am taking this step in her honor. I have never run a 10k. When I first visited the Race for Life website I considered the 5k. The site said, “Why not double the distance and take on the 10k challenge.” My gut reaction was, “Yeah right!” Then I stopped and thought about it some. Why not. I climbed a mountain. Why not try the 10k. If I have to walk some of it, so what.
Time to put my running shoes back on. We have a three-day weekend in London. I hope all of you have a wonderful weekend and I’ll be back on Tuesday.