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I run because I love it
and because I love eating
and because I love muscles in legs
and because I love other runners
I've mailed you.
My boyfriend says "I was delighted when Ketty said she was going out for a run. Unfortunately, she came back." HAHAHA
He means well...
I'm all for it
Who's responsible for cooking/cleaning/ironing then?
Don't be mean
Stickless has a fantastic story. If I see her on the forums, I will direct her here.
I run for the challenge - whilst I'm never going to win a race, I'm only racing against the clock and myself. I feel great if I get a PB, even if I'm close to the back of the field! Then there's the rest of the reasons - to keep fit, loose weight, meet people, spend more time outdoors, forget about work etc etc....
She's put together me training schedule for London and is really supportive.
When we go out running we very often bump into her old running chums male and female and they often ask her to rejoin the club. I'm reet proud of her !
In brief, I started running mid thirties, when I had three small kids, a job, and was finding the juggling tricky. GP said she could prescribe anti-depressants, or I could by a pair of trainers and meet her in the park at noon.
I did so, and began several happy years of running, but stopped as I began to fear for my knees.
Then in mid forties, things started going wrong. Small and innocuous at first, then I began having trouble with my feet, then my legs. Couldn't say exactly what, but I found myself unable to walk without the help of sticks.
After two years (including one extraordinary trip to China with les Foulees de la Soie in 2001) walking with sticks, by dint of eliminating wheat and dairy and hefty doses of NSAIDs, I got my legs back. I could walk and I could run.
Since when, I have run.
(Orthotics sorted knee problems.)
For me, running is the talisman, the garlic against the curse of encroaching disability.
It is more than a talisman. It is a necessary physiotherapy to keep affected muscles from stiffening.
Running alone can drown out the fears that the illness is getting the upper hand. To get out and run refills my confidence that I'm ok.
And running is a reminder of the extraordinary kindness, and encouragement shown me by the runners on les Foulees de la Soie which restored my self-respect long before I got my legs back.
God willing, I'll go back to China with them this summer.
And this time I'll be running.
The sight of you and so happy finishing at Abingdon still inspires me to get out there and just enjoy running.
Stickless amazing story and so inspiring!!!
If you don't mind me asking - where do you hail from?
Have you emailed for a questionaire?
Even if you do not fancy the questionaire could you email me with some more setails of your story.
If you respond to e-mail I can send you a bit more. I'm in Cambridge, so not very convenient for Scotland!
Cheers
H x
grrrr
I'm only jealous of all you thinnys!