Hope you’re well.
I’ve managed two strong months back to back for the first time since August 2017. In March I ran 210 miles and in April I did 225. It’s great to be back. I am not taking this recovery for granted. I need to continue to push myself a little and to look for the positives and nurture them.
For many months I did not want to run as I felt fat. Then I ate more, ran less and remained fat. Now I’m just trying to do more and to not judge myself quite as harshly as I usually do. I don’t mind people calling me fa t when I’m running as what’s in my head is often a lot worse. I am very inventive with the insults.
LEJOG for me was all about drawing a line under my self-doubt and becoming a newer, better version of myself. But it was always bullshit. You can’t outrun your shadow. Leading up to the LEJOG I was able to maintain a weight that was healthy for my height for almost a year. It’s a shame that I burned myself out so badly, but the good thing is that I did not drink and I’ve maintained the run streak for almost 2 and a half years now.
I’m hoping to go on a running holiday in June. Head to Belgium for a few weeks and run along the Albert Canal or something.