found themselves quite comfortable around my mid-section and they didn't want to leave. I tried
dieting. I tried drinking less wine. Neither was effective. Or more to the point, they didn't suit me. I
didn't have the will power.
So, I needed to be more active. Plain and simple.
January in Nova Scotia is cold and snowy and wet. Not the ideal time to decide to get physical.
But, I was about to turn 50 and getting physically active was the only way to go. Secretly I had been
messaging my brother-in-law on Facebook - quizzing him on how his running was going. How was
his breathing? How were his knees? What struggles? Motivation? He had started running about 6
months ago and was looking and feeling great.
I grew up in a culture of running. My Dad had been a Track official for years.
He had been a Race Director for the Johnny Miles Marathon in New Glasgow, and even officiated at
the Canada Summer Games and at the Marathon Race at the Montreal Olympics.
I felt sure this "whole running thing" would work.
Darrell, aka Best Brother-in-Law Ever!
Very graciously, Darrell agree to take me on as a running partner. We set a goal of running 10K in
the Bluenose Marathon the Victoria Day Weekend in May. At my 50th birthday party, the
announcement was made. I figured if I made it public to family and friends, it would be impossible
to go back. Not sure if I needed that motivation but it sure didn't hurt.
Me - on my 50th birthday.
There's something about turning 50 that makes you look back and look ahead at the same time. Not
sure I'll get another 50 years of living in, so I should probably make a few of those years count for
something. As running was going to directly benefit me, maybe I should do something to directly
benefit someone else. I'm a strong believer in supporting local charities, so I approached a Wildlife
Rehabilitation Centre a few miles up the road to ask if I could raise funds for them while doing the
Bluenose Marathon for me.
Awesome Blog ! way to go
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