Live. Run. Live Some More.

Know that it took me so long to write about this marathon because I’m still up a bit on Cloud no. 9 so to say. It falls into the “holy shit you did it” category. I mean, you literally friggin’ did it! I’ve waited for this damn marathon for 4 months. Not only that I’ve waited for it, but I’ve worked for it after at some point I had actually decided to postpone it for next year. And now that it finally happened, it kind of went by too fast, you know what I mean? Of course if you had asked me at like mile 25, I’d have said something completely different, but as we say here, “after the war lots of brave men make an appearance” so move aside people, I’m about to boast! Let’s see now. I’ve been running for pretty much 1 year and 5 months. Meanwhile I’ve broken some, I’ve repaired some, I learnt some more, I improved overall. It’s hard. It’s hard because I always want more, but the time that I can allow for training and the discipline necessary when it comes to sleeping, reco...

So this right here is about my first marathon/race experience as a grown up. I did do speed and marathon competitions for a short while when I was a kid. Meaning a teenager after finishing with ballet. But boy! Is that a long time ago or what? Haha! So I wanted to try this to see how it feels, because so many of my friends and colleagues do it and I was like, how bad can it be, you know? Running outside is really not my favorite thing to do. I am perfectly fine with running on the treadmill, because my goal is to do cardio and sweat it off and then do toning. So running marathons is not a priority for me. But they said, Mela, the virus might be so catchy you’re going to be on it before you know it. Just give it a shot. Still, because of a three–time broken ankle and a random-run-away meniscus, even when I do run outside things are not very pleasant or easy for me. Plus, this year I think I ran outside only twice or so. Two trips around the park, meaning about 6.20km/ 3.15 mi...