On the eve of the last day of RED January I am feeling immense pride at what I’ve achieved. I’m not talking about the stats, I’ll leave that for tomorrow.
I’m talking about the fact that I have done something that I never believed I could do. And that’s an impressive thing!
For me signing up to be active every day for a month was easy, I’m pretty much active every day anyway and I like to set myself targets and goals. Scrap that, I need to set myself targets and goals.
Tbh if it wasn’t RED it would have been something else; September to November I swam the channel (22 miles) over many visits to the pool, and in December I set myself a 50k quadrathlon challenge (gym and pool based).
It helps me to have a focus, a routine and an achievable target.
I had planned on challenging myself by trying a variety of new exercise classes, sports etc. I was going to try bouldering (very scary for someone with a death fear of falling) and possibly move onto climbing, having made my hubby promise to belay me down very, very slowly.
I was happy with my plans, they were well within my sphere of control.
But then I was inspired to try running.