Sunday 3rd July - Tortoise Run.

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 18:55:09 -0400

A new routine, a healthy start.. A positive outcome.

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 18:44:28 -0400

A new routine, a healthy start.. A positive outcome.

RDC Youngers First Run

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 13:11:17 -0400

RDC Youngers First Run

“Run Run as fast as you can you can’t catch me I’m the ginger bread…...

Thu, 30 Jun 2011 13:09:25 -0400

“Run Run as fast as you can you can’t catch me I’m the ginger bread… Girl?!..”
So I thought as I started my journey. Miss ‘Bolt’, ‘Radcliff-in’ it through the crowds. “Slow down” Mark (Gurney) would repeat “were a team, let’s stick together”. “I can’t!” I screamed. “It’s my long legs” Pssh.. My feet were moving faster than I could think! LITERALLY!
Little did I know the consequence of fast paced running would result in Finishing last! Suddenly “It’s not a race..” floated around in my conscience. With an image of Mr Dark - laughing ‘deviously’.

After a rough mile and a half of ‘Radcliff-in’, my legs gave up! I couldn’t ‘Bolt’ any more. Tomato red faced, I took deep breathes as I walked along the never-ending canal. Suddenly a flashback of pointing fingers and Nelson (from The Simpsons) continuous “HAHA” nagged at me. The isolation was intimidating.

I snapped back to reality and watched as the group hurdled past me. It was like watching an army of ants, marching in-synch. The pitter-patter of feet tapped at my eardrums like heavy rain smashing onto a window ledge.
Embarrassment ripped across my face. I was defeated. No more Miss ‘Bolt’. Realising the harsh reality, I stuck to the back, forcing my legs to depart, I engaged with some of the friendly faces of RDC.

The next few miles were comforted by our chosen groups. The real athletes set off whilst I was still contemplating about pace. Mr Dark, weren’t so Dark anymore, as he pumped out encouragement. “Count how many steps it takes for you to get to the bridge” he challenged. Little did he know, that made me even more eager to run. “94 steps!” I said nervously, was that good or bad? Whatever it be I wasn’t looking to continue anytime soon.
Anyone would think I’ve never run before… Bridge’ even out done me, it was her motivation that kept me going and the ongoing support of Mark (RosieLees), who taught us both the art of networking and saved me from going on the “is this what you call food?” diet!

So what did manage to pull me through? Apart from the continuous scream of ‘Bike’ that echoed down the canal, or the marching ants that hurdled towards me from the words ‘DOUBLE BACK’..

Actually, it was the glowing aura’s that welcomed me.. all lit up like a NYC Christmas Tree. You can just imagine the presents underneath that thing! I needed to pull my socks up! The gift of satisfaction and making it to the finish line was suddenly a domestic want! And I would have to do anything in my power to get it!

Finally, I reached back to base, high fives were thrown all round. A quick snap from photographer Tom, and a closing note from Charlie. I was relieved, I made it back! Being first didn’t matter so much anymore and I had learnt from my mistake. Pacing was my trouble and with the RDC doors open, I saw a path that held a solution. I’m in the right company now….

"A TORTOISE with no SHELL"

Sunday 3rd July - Tortoise Run.

A new routine, a healthy start.. A positive outcome.

RDC Youngers First Run

“Run Run as fast as you can you can’t catch me I’m the ginger bread…...