Beating the winter blues

Photo by Stephen Reid

Sunset in Cape Town, South Africa

Apologies. I have been very bad at blogging the past few weeks, not because I don’t want to share lots of interesting (ok, interesting to me) things with you, but mainly because I’ve been suffering from a bad case of winter blues. I am convinced humans were designed to hibernate. The constant cold and dark mornings have taken the spring out of my step and add to that a returning back injury which has me wondering if I will be able to compete in my 12km run, it just wasn’t a good few weeks.  It’s also my birthday month which inevitably means I get homesick…I start to miss the mountains, my family, even the annoying guineafowl that used to wake us up at unholy hours of the morning with their loud screeching.

But today the sun is shining, it’s rumoured to be a relatively mild day and I am feeling happier than I have in a while. I’ve also had the first decent night’s sleep as my back is actually feeling a bit better, yay! (doing happy dance!) So it’s happy days and smiles all around!

So as Hubby has set out in the dark hours of this morning to go do a 30+km training run (he really is amazing), I should probably carpe diem and get moving. I’m thinking a nice, super slow, short run / walk just to get the muscles moving again and to get outside and enjoy the beautiful sunshine.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful Sunday!



New Beginnings

Photo by Stephen Reid

Getting all my ducks in a row.

So sorry for the radio silence, or in this case, blog silence. I haven’t forgotten about you but life doesn’t wait for me to catch up and before I knew it, it was today. Lots of things have been going on and it seems I’m set for a few new beginnings this month.

Firstly, I’m starting a new job on Monday. I’m quite excited but nervous at the same time. I get to meet new people plus this job is so close to home, I can cycle to work. At least I’m going to try to. Guess I have no more excuses not to get back on the bike.

Secondly, my running has improved quite a bit. No longer am I shuffling and walking. I went for a 40 min run on Sunday and managed to run the whole way this time. Same for my shorter runs this week! So there is hope for me that I might be able to run most of the 12km in next month’s run.

I’ve also decided to focus more on my health and fitness levels, so have joined a group exercise class on Saturdays. I figured it’s a great way to meet more people here and get in shape at the same time. Hubby has a few sporting events he’s participating in for the rest of the year and I think that even though I will never be able to compete at the level he’s in, maybe one day I can participate in the shorter distances of some of the events. I’m already cheering him on at the events, I might as well take part.

I’m also dreaming about our dream home. I want to make sure that if we ever get the opportunity to get our own place, it’ll look the way we want to inside. At the moment we’re renting so we’re quite limited with what we can do. But it doesn’t mean I can’t plan ahead for when we get our own place or rent a bigger place. I’ve gone mad on Pintrest pinning anything home related, from plants for a garden (if we ever have one) to tea cups. I’ll share a few of my crazy ideas with you in a future blog post.


What was I thinking?

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Hubby recently completed an Ironman 70.3. It’s a triathlon event of crazy distances (and this is only the half distance one!) He did extremely well and is already planning to better his time in the next Half Ironman. So all this got me thinking that it’s about time I participate in an event. I’m always on the side lines encouraging, but secretly I always wanted to in the event.

Last year I walked the Chevron City to Surf 12km and it felt really good to be part of the event (Hubby ran the half marathon). Well, this year I entered to run the 12km. It sounded like a good idea at the time…the weather was really nice, not too hot, not too cold…the sun was still rising nice and early. There’d be plenty of time to train for the event come August.

What I failed to take into consideration is that the weather is turning and it’s now pretty much the beginning of winter. The sun is no longer up when I wake up and I have to dress in several layers to go run…and I use the term ‘run’ loosely…it’s more walking with bursts of stumbling and hyperventilation in between.

Hubby, ever supportive, worked out a training plan for me last night and programmed it into his old heart rate monitor. So this morning I left the house, armed with the monitor, ready to get running. I switched the watch on and it immediately started to beep at me. How can my heart rate be too high already? I haven’t even started yet! Initially I thought it was just counting down the warm up, but it kept beeping the whole 30 minutes.

I tried to look professional by ‘casually’ pressing buttons in the hope to shut it up, but no luck. Maybe people thought it was some kind of warning beacon. ‘Watch out! Crazy lady huffing and puffing up ahead!’

Despite this, I actually managed to do something which resemble running for a few minutes, so perhaps all isn’t lost. During those few seconds I was ‘running’, I actually enjoyed it! Perhaps there’s hope for me yet and I might still finish the 12kms. Tomorrow is a yoga day, so I can stretch out those hips. I’ll definitely keep you posted with how things progress. Wish me luck!