After months of training with blood, sweat and mostly tears, Ottawa Marathon weekend has arrived. Was I ready? I first started training for the race back in January when Barb peer-pressured me to get back into running. I use to love running but after taking some months off to focus on yoga it was difficult to get back into it. It was always a goal of mine to participate in the Tamarack Ottawa Race Weekend so I had to jump on the chance to run it when I heard Barb signed up. Training was difficult. Once you stop running your endurance decreases. In fact when I started running again I found it difficult to run for longer than 5 minutes. It was quite embarrassing. But I slowly increase my distance and incorporated hills (which wasn’t difficult to do when you live in Montreal… a very hilly city compared to running in Burlington or Oakville).
There was another obvious reason as to why I got back into running… my weight. Since I stopped running regularly weight has creeped back on. As a former fatty I cannot think of anything that gives me more anxiety. I pride myself as someone who can still comfortable wear pants she purchased 10 years ago (I take good care of my clothing). I’m happy to report that I’m almost there. I’m fitting back in those jeans but could use a bit more wiggle room.