On Hitting 29 And Booking The Last Of My Northern European Adventure Through Paris!
I’m 29 years old today and I’m freaking out as I feel I’ve got to catch up on a lot of living that I maybe missed out on when I was younger and less confident in myself.
I’m still holding myself to my ultimate aim of running 5 marathons by the time I hit 30.
And the clock is ticking!
It’s frightening to think that I’ll be heading away to France in only 2 months time for my 3rd marathon and I’ve only just finalized my accommodation for Paris.
I’m feeling very excited about the trip which is why I’ve been trying more with my long runs of late.
I’m determined to make Paris a positive experience, both in terms of running a good race and having a fun time.
I’ve been something of a late developer when it comes to travelling. I didn’t leave the UK until I was 26 and I was of the mindset in school that learning foreign languages was pointless as I wasn’t ever likely to visit these seemingly far-flung places.
Now running has opened up all sorts of opportunities for escapades abroad.
The love of running and travelling intertwined.
I’ve always enjoyed visiting new cities but I never really had a reason to visit them other than to ‘go visit’.
I’ve never been interested in visiting places for their museums, history and culture, as those values/qualities are only seen as important in places where nothing of interest is happening now.
I remember heading out to Edinburgh for my 23rd birthday and loving the trip but feeling odd for not having a legitimate reason to be there. Ultimately I went to get drunk in a strange new place, which culminated in a nasty experience where I got thrown out of ‘The Auld Hoose’ pub for playing ‘Motown Junk’ by Manic Street Preachers 5 times in a row on the jukebox.
I visited London a few months later and again loved it. But I still felt as if I didn’t have a real reason to be there.
Running and the lifestyle I always wanted to live.
It’s only now as a runner that it makes proper sense to go to these places. I go out to the airport with my backpack loaded with my running gear and race number. I then come back wearing my medal and the race itself always acts as the best tour to the place that I’m visiting.
The event is only one part of the experience but without it the trip would seem a little bit empty.
And it’s all starting again. Brighton is in 18 days!
It’s less than 3 weeks to Brighton and I’m excited about seeing another new city.
And not just because ‘Sugar Rush’ was filmed there.