Running: It’s a Family Affair

A few weekends ago, my Dad ran the Sun Run in Sydney. SB, Dad and I ran the very first Sun Run in 2011 – it was also my last race in Sydney as we moved to the UK a few weeks afterwards, so I am really fond of it. It’s a 6.5k route that takes you from Dee Why beach along the coast, finishing up at Manly beach. My Dad has run it every year since.

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The UK has some amazingly scenic races, but there is nothing like running along Sydney’s coast first thing in the morning and seeing the sun sparkle on the water. It starts at 6.30 am, and the year I ran it, it was already really hot.  It was the perfect last race in Sydney.

 

Anyway. My Dad says that he’s not in as good a shape at the moment, and his pace was slower. I asked if it was an easier run because of it, he was very quick to interrupt and say “No!!”.

 

It turns out then he was younger, my Dad ran a lot. He ran half marathons and ran the City2Surf fairly regularly. For some reason I don’t remember him running when I was a child, and we didn’t talk about it. However, both my brother and I now are super keen (would you have ever guessed?) and it’s really nice to hear his stories: when he was 12 he did a 50mile walk with the Scouts, and he was in the lead. My grandfather drove alongside to him, and my Dad decided to run the last 10 miles or so because, why the heck not? Actually, I feel I should put a disclaimer with this anecdote: please see the asterisk*!

 

When we were younger (and still now actually) he was always someone who would encourage us to do put our ideas into practice, and more importantly, to stand by our commitments. If ever I wanted to get out of anything, Dad was The Worst person to turn to: he never let us off easy. He was annoyingly alllllll about the solution, and would always present the situation so you ended up thinking it was a good idea to do whatever it was you were trying to get out of.  And then you’d walk away and think “Hang on…. What? Ahh.. Dammit!!”

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Now I am a wise old crow, I can see that’s not a bad lesson to learn…. and it’s also 100% the mentality of a runner. Personally speaking, I have had to convince myself that running an extra 12 miles on blood blisters the size of a small grapefruit is a good idea, or that there’s nothing more comfortable than running in heat where you lose most of your fluids just from stepping outside.

 

I wonder if my brother and I like running so much because we have some natural physical tendency, or whether we respond to the training and discipline thanks to the mentality our parents nurtured in us**. It’s the same mentality that Dad had a few weekends ago: he knew it would be a tough race, and he knew he wasn’t in the best shape, but there was no way he would pull out! Far better to run it slowly, and bloody do it, than to not stand by the commitment and let it beat you.

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So, there you have it. A nice little post about my family and running for you. And Dad (because he has been known to read this from time to time), I’m not even after anything. Not even money. I promise.

 

Ellie B

 

*This is how I remember it. Maybe it didn’t happen like that. But I live 17,000kms away from my Dad and can’t just ring him to check because of the stupid time zones. So you’ll just have to trust me on this.

 

** Ok, second disclaimer. I’m not saying we’re a family of wunder-runners: I know literally millions of people do it, and are much faster than we three. But I do think it’s interesting it’s something my brother & I started independently. It’s been something we’ve all been able to bond over during the last ten years, and I wonder why that is. I’m sure it’s very interesting for you to contemplate to. 😉

Friday Fun

I don’t know about you, but this is the end of a loooooong week for me. I am glad it’s Friday. I had one of those weeks where you blink and it’s Friday, but your to-do list hasn’t gotten any smaller. Tell me I’m not alone in feeling like this from time to time!

 

Anyway, it’s not been all bad. As it’s Friday, let’s focus on the fun things, and with that in mind, here are some things that have made me smile this past week:

Trail Runners

 

I think this is fairly accurate. Although, I’m not sure that I qualify on the beard front. I hope I don’t have a beard. Even if it is an awesome beard.

 

The temperature has dropped – not enough for snow, but enough so that SB and I have to rock our running hats when we run in the evenings now. I don’t think there’s ever been a more on-point look:

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I am happy that cold weather running is back: call me crazy, but it’s so refreshing to be out in the sharp air after being indoors all day. It clears your head in the same way that plunging into the pool after being in a jacuzzi does. Except that you’re not in a spa, or on holiday or wherever you might be jumping between pool and jacuzzi, so you’re saving money at the same time 😉

Allow me to be sentimental for a minute. One of my friends said online that they needed some inspiration for living a ‘cleaner life’. I found this pic which completely encapsulates running for me:

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I have always surprised myself by running. I was not naturally a sporty person, but I started with a small goal (to get fit and keep an eye on my body), and gradually my goals became bigger and bigger until I find myself where I am now. Believe me, I’m as surprised – and proud – as anyone that I’ve transformed into one half of those annoying couples who go running in matching sports gear. Just kidding. Our sports gear doesn’t match, but that’s only because SB is against it. Otherwise I’d Kath & Kel it right up.

 

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I know this isn’t sports gear. But look how good they look.

I read about a challenge for December known as AdventRunning. I thought perhaps it would be a nice challenge to run on each Advent Sunday, but nope: the challenge is to run for at least 30 minutes each day from 1st to 25th December. I mean…. that’s a pretty tall order during a regular month, but December? With all it’s minced pie and mulled wine goodness?

 

Anyway, competitive fool that I am, I have decided to try for it. I don’t think I’ll be so hardcore as to try for 30 minutes every day, but an average per week would be good. It would help balance out the Christmas Joy that I fully intend to partake in. Plus, the article says that runs should be documented on social media, and if you’ve learned one thing about me by now, it’s that I’m a social media addict. I’m all over it. So bring it on December! Let’s get our Advent on!

 

Finally – my brother turned 30 this week (I know, so old, right?), and we went to a cafe where we found THIS:

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I just want to share this because it had everything you could want in a cake: ganache, cream, jam, sponge. Plus it was the size of a door stop.

 

Hope you all have a great weekend!

 

Ellie B