Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock. As you start to train and build up to a big race or event a rhythm forms. At first it's a little clunky, muscles hurt, calluses form, blisters come and go but after a while it builds to a gentle hum. Left, right, left, right, tick, tock, tick, tock. … Continue reading Less than two weeks to go… taper time
I thought being injured and unable to run would be soul destroying. The kind of pain and frustration that has you lying in the faetal position dazed and confused, not knowing who you are anymore or what to do with your life. It sounds dramatic but I'd be lying if I said it was a … Continue reading Road to recovery- On the 65th day she ran
The drive into Rotorua was hard. Seeing the forest, smelling the Sulfur. Remembering the pre-race nerves and the post race excitement and relief of last year, it all came flooding back as tears down my cheeks. The disappointment was just so raw. But my husband was so excited to run this race and I was … Continue reading Thoughts on Being injured at a running festival
And just like that it was gone. I sat there trying to look unfazed. I maintained eye contact. I smiled. I thought to myself, this is what they mean when they say that the person receiving the bad news is not actually listening. See, I’m receiving bad news and I’m thinking about Meredith Grey doing … Continue reading It’s over- The death of the Tarawera Miler dream
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