Morning Running, Total Warrior Prep and the Olympic Legacy!

Phew, what a blog post title. I had better deliver!

Total Warrior is this Saturday. My game plan is to not worry too much about time (I do NOT know how you’re supposed to pace an obstacle course), but to go with the flow. It’s in the Lake District, so hopefully will have something to look at when I’m waist-deep in mud. My cousin did one in Chicago a few weekends ago, and he gave me some tips, like watch how you land after the 7ft wall (apparently someone almost broke their neck). He had trained properly and wore barefoot shoes for the race. I will wear my usual gear, and use it as an excuse to buy new running shoes at the end :)

This morning I went for a run. I am not a morning runner, but I can see why people do it: it’s refreshing and now I feel great having done it already. It was only a 5k to see how my IT band is going: no flare ups, yipee!! Tonight I have aerial yoga to give everything a stretch.

There is a big debate in the UK at the moment about the Olympic legacy one year on. I must admit that around where I live, I haven’t seen too much of an improvement in facilities etc, but then again I’m not in their target market either. I read this article on the weekend, and it made me sad.

Womens’ sports gets 0.5% of sponsorship, 15 year old girls are doing half the recommended amount of exercise, and almost half of all school girls think getting sweaty is unfeminine. Who are their role models if not the athletes? A number of false eye-lashed, big-haired female celebrities immediately spring to mind. They’re good in different ways, but all are laced with an uber-materialism which seems to encourage girls to think about their appearance over their health and fitness: looking pretty rather than healthy, changing your looks via fake tan and accessories rather than exercise.

I admit that I didn’t exercise when I was a teen: I did figure skating until the age of 12, and it wasn’t until I was 19 that I started running sporadically, and then regularly in my twenties. My family are more arty: At 15 I could play Mozart on the piano, but give me a tennis racket and I’d try to play it like a guitar (have I even spelled racket correctly? Is it raquet?).

The competitive side of me wishes I had played a sport as a child – there would be much less competition to get to the Olympics if most 15 year old girls aren’t doing it 😉 It’s also about finding the right sport: I love independent sports like skating, gymnastics, pole and running. The school I went to didn’t have many facilities beyond a netball court and lacrosse pitch, so that’s what we played.

The best outcome of the Olympics is that these female athletes keep their prominence – even the retired ones can still promote youth sports. And that schools and clubs are slowly supported to offer a range of activities for their youth so that everyone gets a chance to find their sport.

Half Marathon September is only 5 weeks away, when I’ll do the Run to the Beat and the Great North Run. I am going to seriously start training for those as I haven’t forgotten my goal of getting 1:40 or less. Gotta get my ass into gear!

In other news, the last 10 days have been crazy!. Here is what has happened:

  • We moved house (finally)
  • We both had a stomach bug. That was a fun 72 hours
  • I helped out backstage at a dance show and had a very important cameo
  • We went to London to visit family from overseas. I visited two amazing coffee shops and took edgy pictures of East London street art cos I’m edgy, yo

Now everything is settled and we are painting our house like mad, paint-loving animals.

And just cos there aren’t any pics so far:

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