Not yet, that’s for sure! I managed to do my 4 miler on Saturday and 9 Miles on Sunday without having a breakdown and I’m still standing today with minor knee pain. Win, win! Right?
It’s early days of course, I looked deeper into my training plan and realised that I’ll be running five times a week soon. I’m still quite scared of the longer distance runs and at the same time I can’t wait to do them. I’ve kept up my swimming and focusing on my goals, get faster, get slimmer. Wear the clothes I bought 2 years ago again -_-.
I think it will get real when it starts to take over my life. Not just because I can’t go out late because I have a long run in the morning but when it makes me too tired, depressed, happy and so on. It’s 4 months of commitment for 1 day of glory. Hell to the yes!
My knee is playing up so I’ll massage it when I get home and hope for the best. I plan on starting my regular sports massages and brain training this week. Now I’m really looking forward to that. 100%. My muscles are not tight and a sports massage doesn’t feel like someone is rubbing my skin with a knife. Nope.
I’m talking about Marathon training here, not a gaming marathon in my boxers for 4 months which is naturally what we all really want for me, right?
I’m using a training plan that’s created by a chap called Jeff Gaudette, he works with the great guys over at RunKeeper so I trust it. If it all goes tits up, I’m sure I can find him. Last year it was Hal Higdons plan that powered me to 03:47 in London and I want to have similar success in Bournemouth. Similar meaning 03:28.
It’s not going to be easy, not at all. But I will give the next 4 months my absolute best. Marathon training pushes my limits and makes me better. In fact, I’m not even doing the Bournemouth Marathon so I can say that I have ran another Marathon, it’s so that I can say that I have trained for another Marathon. That’s where the medal is earned. That’s where I will become better.
Last year I had the task of running 5 times a week for 4 months, this year it’s much easier, just 4 times a week for me, great! The midweek runs are a lot tougher and require more distance so it should work out the same for me fatigue wise.
I’ve now moved into the Cheelites at Run Dem Crew and taking Wick Runners for longer runs. It’s going to be a long painful journey, as my tweet below shows. But I can’t wait to see what it has in store for me.
Oh sweet lord I just got into bed. This feels amazing. Goodnight friends. See you at 6am
Since I started MY FAT CHANCE back in 2010 I always wanted to inspire and motivate other young men like me. Ones that were chubby or simply unhealthy and wanted to change. It’s been a tremendous journey that moves me deeply when I think about some of the people that have simply said ‘thank you’ to me. It’s very humbling.
I have also seen many people simply say that they were going to get involved, you know - Dream Sellers (copyright Shameek). They come and go but I’m always here to offer help if they ever do come around.
Last winter I changed my ‘MY FAT STORY’ part of the blog, to freshen it up and the following week Peigh told me that he read it and he was ready to change! I’ve always believed in Peigh and thought that he could get a sub 01:45 half marathon and I cheered him on for all of his races from last year but it eluded him (this was in the first half of 2012).
After that he unfortunately got injured and faced 5 months on the side line from running. Peigh has been chubby since I have known him and we all know what injury can do to us, it’s easier to be on the sofa than the race track when injured for sure.
He didn’t quit though, he found something else that would work for him. He started swimming again, boxing, and eating right all the time. Peigh’s not chubby anymore. Peigh is athletic and strong. Peigh is someone that motivates me to do more and be better. Peigh is not a Dream Seller. Peigh is a swimmer. Peigh is a boxer. Peigh is a traithlete and Peigh is my friend.
Thank you PEIGH for taking your fitness to the next level and above all else, well done. I know that I am not alone when I say that I am proud of you and what you have achieved recently.
My week finished on Sunday at 2am in Shoreditch, good stuff! It was my best friends birthday so we made the most of Saturday. Mondays fuel is surprisingly high considering I didn’t run. Training was good, I ran with Cheetah’s at Run Dem and felt surprisingly good.This means my confidence is returning before marathon training!
Wednesday with the Wick Runners included a speedy 5k and talking all things crew. Check out the site here > rdcy-hackney.tumblr.com <.
Unfortunately I couldn’t make track last week but made up with it by swimming on Friday AND Saturday with Swim Dem Crew and then meeting up with Jake afterwards for a run. My legs felt like jelly. Everytime I have ran after a swim it’s put me off the thought of a triathlon…
Anyway, back to this week. It started well enough, I swam 2600 meters for the first time this year! I also smashed my heel on the swimming wall in the process, so no Run Dem yesterday.
Today is a new day and one with less bruising on my bone (?)
I have suffered from nosebleeds all of my life and had them frequently since I was a wee lad. In the last 2 years though I have got them in what can only be described as ‘clusters’ you know, 3 or 4 in a day for a couple of weeks and then back to normal.
It’s really annoying, I got so many on Sunday that I had to miss Monday at work and didn’t feel good again till about 4pm. I really wanted to have a fresh, nosebleed free start today and hit the pool but NO! Another big nosebleed on Monday night.
I’m getting a referral to see a specialist tomorrow from my doc to get to the bottom of the issue. Cautery has been suggested and I may go for that but reading up on the horror stories gives me chills! Hopefully by this time next week I have some answers :(
In the last 5 or so weeks I have been in a massive rut. I have ran roughly the same amount of distance every week and not been doing my military training. Living in a cycle easier, I think it’s always easier to sit down rather than get up. Easier to do the same rather than change. That’s fine for some but not me. The problem is that as easy as it is to sit around and be bored it’s really, really hard to drag yourself up. Hard to make that change.
I want to break it though. I am nowhere near my peak. I know that I can run faster, swim stronger and work harder, I just need to make those important steps in the right direction.
I did it before in August of 2010 to be exact which was when I created this blog. I can get out of this cycle. I lost five stone in the process last time. I know that I can do it again and lose more weight, get stronger, get faster and be happier. Lets do this!
I didn’t know what to expect from the event but I am so glad that I went there. I got to learn about blogging, running and hear inspirational stories from some remarkable people.
I feel like I was invited to the event rather than a customer, everything was so personal and done the ‘right’ way. It was filled with people talking to us bloggers rather than at us like with a PR or brand event.
I get to come away from the event with more direction in my life, I feel like I can be a better blogger, runner but more importantly a person because of Write This Run.
I can’t wait to simply do more with my life now! Onwards and upwards.
You sir, are a boss. I remember coming back to London from Berlin after the marathon and all four of us were being told that we didn’t get into the London Marathon. All of us relieved and slightly annoyed at the same time whilst our Berlin Marathon Medals hung on our necks. And then there…
Over the next few days, Nathaniel will be posting messages to his friends that ran the London Marathon this year or if they were simply a part of the madness that was #MILE21. Look out for it, starting today!
As you may or may not know, me and Shameek started our own running crew in Hackney Wick on Wednesdays. RDCY Hackney.
There’s been ups and downs but I know that I want to make it work and continue to see and run with my friends every Wednesday. For the last couple of months I’ve had really bad days on Wednesdays but when the clock strikes 6 it all starts to get better. The anticipation grows and I can’t wait to lace up with my crew.
We’re small, there’s about 6 regulars including myself and Shameek but so much quality there. Lemara and Ounie (above) took to the crew in the best possible way and keep it going now. They’ve never let me down! It’s with people like this that the foundation for an empire are made from.
Charlie Dark, founder of Run Dem Crew often reminisce of the early days of his crew, where him and 6 friends would meet in his kitchen and then run a small loop of Victoria Park. I now know what those memories are like too. I experience it every Wednesday when we’re all chatting pre-run in my living room.
We’re only just getting started, I can’t wait to see what the year has in store for us.
Well a couple of weekends ago I smashed my 10k PB! I took to the Where’s Wally?! 10k in Victoria Park and came home in a time of 43:30. Shaving about 3 minutes off my old british 10k time. The years only just started but it’s good so far! All whilst dressed like this!
It was near freezing temperatures on our last run so we decided to use it to our advantage and crank up our heart rates with some speed training. This meant that we didn’t have to go far from HQ to do our sprints in case anyone had to drop out mid-run in the cold. A good lesson for when you’re out…
It’s been a while tumblr, hope you’ve been well! My hiatus has been due to work more than anything. But a wise friend once told me that you should aways devote your free time to the things that make you feel good or better your life. Blogging makes me feel good so I should do it more! It brings frequent expression to my life too which I’ve missed.
I’ve been reading this book ‘The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari’ lately, it’s fascinating reading about this wonderful tale of self improvement. It includes many life hacking tips from a more ancient time but effective all the same.
Now I’m putting some of the ideas in the book into practice slowly, working on making sure I have regular tasks to challenge myself, such as reading or drawing and I’m loving it so far. It’s helped with my productivity in the workplace and in my running too!
I’ve been running roughly 4 times a week and did my military fitness test last week. I was at least ‘Average’ across the board this time which is great! The first test 6 weeks ago is long forgotten. I’m still 14 stone but craving to feel comfortable in my skin again. It will come in time. Ready for my assault on 3 distances in the summer. I’m only getting started!
After 1 month of my Military Fitness training, running a minimum of 3x a week and eating healthier in general, I’ve lost 6 pounds!
I’m so happy with this. Hopefully next week I can get under the dreaded 14 stone.
I’ve also set myself a new goal which is to run 4 times a week for the next 4 weeks. I did the last one with east so really hoping that I can take it to the next level and up the weekly mileage ever so slightly. I do have a 10k to run and all!
I said here that I was starting my Military Fitness training on the 7th of January. It all started with a below average 1.5 mile run which as a part of a fitness test. I had to do a 2 minute press up and sit-up test too. All of my results were in the ‘below average’ category. My next fitness test is in 3 weeks and there’s no way in hell that I’ll let myself be in that category again.
I’m happy with the results though, it gives me a benchmark and a goal to work towards in the coming weeks. The training so far has been light. I’ve been eased into low rep sets of Planks, bridges, press ups, pull ups, squats, lunges and more. I’ll be honest, it’s not easy. This time last year I would be flying through this schedule but it’s harder this time round and that’s fine. I’ve gained weight and I’m trying to get back to a high level.
When the training is hard I just remind myself that it will pay off in the near future when I can feel like myself when I look in the mirror or get dressed in the morning. Nothing worth having comes easy though!
So I’ll keep on running (I’ve ran 48 miles this month) and stick to my training plan whilst eating right, hoping to see the scale say 13 stone something in the near future. Running with my crew will help me do that too! Every Wednesday.
I present my blog post with this piece of music to listen to as you read because I believe that it’s one of the greatest songs ever created. Nujabes - Reflection Eternal.
I’m currently trying to find myself, seek fulfilment in my life and the more that I have thought about it the more it has made me realise that it’s fine to be searching. It’s fine to ask questions and it’s fine to wonder what is beyond the steps currently in my life. I may not know which specific job role I want or how high up in an organisation I want to reach. I am sure of one thing though, and it’s something that I believe will help me live a more fulfilling life - I want to help people.
Before I sat on my bed and started typing away on my iMac I went for a walk around my area. I had been thinking about going on this walk whilst cooking dinner (Spaghetti Bolognese btw) and how this one, 15 minute walk could change my life. I pictured myself standing above a motorway crossover and being enlightened and suddenly shown the path that I must take to help people.
That didn’t happen, I got to the top of the crossover, looked around for a bit and proceeded on my route home. I did have an experience though. I got to breathe in cold air, look at the stars and even heard a neighbour practicing the violin. I walked past maybe 30 people, 2 families, 6 cyclists & 1 lone runner. I saw nearly 1000 cars, counted 20 stars and then realised that I had experienced so much on my 15 minute walk.
I had been a part of some 30 peoples lives for a brief moment and more. The 15 minute walk made me realise that I was a journey to find myself. I may not have found the path to help people atop that crossover but the experience showed me that there’s so much in my life that I don’t immediately take note of. For that 15 minutes, I got to live in the moment and appreciate my surroundings.
When I got home I went into my living room, closed my eyes and spun myself around for a few seconds simply because I felt like it. That showed me that doesn’t matter what you’re doing because it can all change in the blink of an eye.
Right now, I might not have the job, or the fulfilment but know it’s there.
I’ll keep this one short and sweet because if anyone really wanted to list all the highlights of the year then I would be typing away for hours. My main moment last year was training for the London Marathon. I followed my training plan to a T, ate right and worked extremely hard. It all paid off on race day. After that I was stuck in a post Marathon slump that I’m still trying to get out of.
2012 was a year of huge ups and huge downs for me but nobody can take away what it felt like to run that race last year. Nobody.
Below I’ve put some other important moments for me too.
Seeing my Grandmother during the Marathon on the embankment, I will never forget that moment.
Pacing my girlfriend Veema through the Amsterdam Half Marathon, I’m so proud of her. She went from strength to strength in that race.
Working for Nike & Modelling for them more than once!
Gaining weight after the London Marathon and losing that fitness that felt so good. (I will get fit again)
And I survived the year, can’t forget that it was supposed to end last year!
I checked out my Runkeeper last week whilst I was sick and found out that I was only 80 miles away from clocking up 1000 miles this year but in my state I decided to wait until Monday to assault London one last time (that sounds so wrong). The week started off well enough, with 10k runs from Monday to Thursday, Friday is my normal day off so I stayed in. That brings us to today. I planned on running around 8 miles through Clapton and Dalston and then Mile End but it didn’t go to plan at all.
This morning I had a very long nosebleed in the shower and I didn’t take that into account today. It’s been raining in London all day and with Winter just about approaching it’s quite cold. I should have known better, drank more water today and brought tissue with me but I didn’t do any of that. A mile into the run I got really hot and then felt a nosebleed coming on. In my 2 years of running I’ve never had a nosebleed when running. I get them a lot but it was so scary. Knowing I was losing blood, hot, without water in my system, I felt like I was going to faint as I was running. I had to use my hat like tissue, it was so embarrassing.
I’m sitting down at home now, worried about not hitting the mileage but my health is more important I guess, right?
I really don’t like being sick. I have this perfect vision of myself (if I don’t believe this rubbish, then who the hell will?!) but when I’m sick that confidence takes a knock. I feel weak and a lesser version of myself, I bloody hate it.
^ I typed that up some time last year, in December I think but I never actually posted it. I guess the sickness just passed but I kept it in my drafts, just in case. Well now I have a reason to use it again. Last weekend I came down with Conjunctivitis (or Pink Eye). No I do not know how I got it. I went to the pharmacy and got some eye drops to cure me and stuck to the dosage. Then I got Laryngitis (there’s a pattern here somewhere). I’m not sick with both and trying to recover.
I’m highly contagious so can’t be around anyone, although my Girlfriend seems to be immune to all of this (for now) and haven’t really found the strength to run. This means I haven’t been able to go to work, see my friends, celebrate their birthdays or see my crew. It’s dark, dark days! I’ll get better though, I know I will. Whilst I’ve got all this time at home I’ve been catching up on a lot of tasks I had to do, writing up versions of my CV and Portfolio so all is not lost!
You’ll understand the title at the end, it was just a regular 2 day weekend. You know? A weekend…but I did get up to 3 different activities from Saturday to Monday and it felt like a fitness treat!
I kicked off Saturday with an unexpected 11 mile run with Toby, Steve and more crew. We met at 1948 and were testing out a possible new RDC route to the lovely heights of Primrose Hill. We were expecting the run to roughly be 7 miles. Now i’m not blaming anyone but lets say that for one reason or another, we had ran 6 miles by the time we got to the top of the mount!
Sometimes my Mum sends me nice little e-mails that boost my spirit and this is one that really hit home. I remember when we had a London fitblr meetup earlier in the year and one topic that we could all relate to was making our parents feel proud. Finally feeling accepted by them, being viewed as successful by them. Starting, during and finishing our weight loss journeys I feel that a lot of us (that have been overweight for a long time) crave that acceptance and ‘proud feeling’ from our parents that we finally get when we change our attitude. Read what my beautiful Mum had to say about what she thinks of all of this running stuff!
As you know I am not a member if any social media sites, but after reading Lemara’s race report filled me with so much pride that I am tempted to join one just to send on for others to enjoy!
I can totally relate to her journey, after completing my first 10k earlier this yr, following your recommendation on my own! I experienced the same result with you placing medal round my neck! I know exactly how she felt, like an Olympian!!
I am soo proud that your young crew has been able to motivate others and achieve what you have done.
I had a tear in my eye both for runner and leader.
I await Shameek’s report from Florence after visiting there in Sept. I’m sure he smashed it!
I wish you both the best of luck and look forward to our next run together..
Before I stepped out of 1948 after counting our 145 strong crew I’ll admit that I was nervous. All of other groups were still around, baby cheetahs, greyhounds and more. I still had time to back out. I was afraid. Afraid of letting the group down, not being able to keep up and not having my oyster card to get back to HQ if I really couldn’t go on. I didn’t want to do that at all.
The other groups slowly started to disperse in search of Big Ben and suddenly I was left with the Cheetah group only. No pressure, then. Whenever we start a run I try and make myself smile, open with a joke like ‘oh why have I done this’ and so on. It eases my mind at least. We set off down Bateman’s row and I immediately felt the faster pace. Tonight was a sub 8 minute night.
I had to keep my mouth shut and get on with it. When I was lighter and fitter I used to be able to fly through at the front of the pack but now I accepted that those days lay in the future for me and I have to accept that right now, it will be hard to run. I couldn’t summon the vocal energy to shout ‘BOLLARD’ or dish out directions either, there were others that could take care of that tonight, I just had to run with my crew and not let them down.
The route was all kinds of crazy, we were supposed to get to Big Ben via Farringdon, lets just say that we went on our own journey to Covent Garden instead and headed back before it got too late! After the first few miles at roughly 07:40 pace I was feeling it. Savouring each traffic light and stop that the crew was haulted by. Welcome rests for my body to recuperate, I really regretted forgetting my Lucozade in the car! Charlie asked me if I wanted us to split up and I said no, I thought that the gap between the front and back wasn’t too big yet so we were good.
We stuck together and I kept on chugging along with the hope of being finished soon. The run taught me a lot. It reminded me why I run. It challenged me and showed me yet again that if you don’t put the work in you will never receive the plethora of benefits available to you. It’s the same for life. You have to put hard work in now for what you want, otherwise you will never reach it. So I kept on pushing on because I know that one day (…in May…around the time of the Copenhagen Marathon… shhh!) I want to really be working towards being the best I can be. Best physical shape, mental shape, everything. If I want to be anywhere near that sort of level I need to use the experiences I have had in running so far, runs like Tuesday just gone to get me to where I need to be.
I will do it because that it was I want and I will work hard for it.
Before I knew it we were well on our way back to 1948 and on Batemans row yet again, sprinting to the finish line. Thank you Cheetahs for getting me through that run and Charlie for the constant words of encouragement along the way.
Lemara smashed her first race this past weekend. Here’s her epic account of what happened. It has been an absolute pleasure to both work and run with Lemara and the energy she gives the crew can not be unnoticed. When I set about starting this crew, I always said that if I at least effect 1 person then it will be a success. Lemara is a testament to the work that we’ve been putting in and if someone asks me if the crew is a success. I can prouldy say YES!
Take 10 minutes out of your day and read her race report, you won’t regret it!
Reading Lemara’s race report brought a tear to my eye. I am a man that wants to help people and with my running crew I now have evidence of that. Read her report of her first ever race and let me know what you think!
I haven’t been to RDC for a month. I am a RDC Younger and have gone every Tuesday since last year June but because of holidays and other things I haven’t been able to see my running family. It’s a very odd feeling that’s never happened before and if you look at my nike+ history you’ll see that I run mostly on a Tuesday evening.
I was back and I was ready. I wasn’t scared or worried about my speed like before I just said, “I am going to go to Run Dem Crew and enjoy myself then see what happens”.
I went into Baby Cheetahs because Cheetahs has been way too hard for me lately. I just wanted my runners high and I did get that in Baby Cheetahs. I’m not ready for Cheetahs yet. I’m 14 stone, extremely far from my peak but I feel like I can run again which is important.
I like running again. I am happy again. There were about 140 in the house on Tuesday, it’s really nice to have new people down. Once the season locks off there will be 140 people seeing each other for 3 whole months and that is a great thing.
We put our hands up for baby cheetahs and I managed to miss who was leading our group. We were heading to the Emirates stadium, after the weekends results and me opening my mouth on twitter I guess that was the only place to go. I hate running to the Emirates for 2 reasons.
I support Chelsea
I support CHELSEA!
2 very good reasons to not want to go there. We set off together and once I checked the pace that we had to go I just set out to try and help out with the group, make sure people were ok, especially at the back. Once we got to the mini wembley half-way point everyone was warm and really ready to go. We stuck together and really ran as a pack, footfall together. We were like a school of fish on the concrete. We were in the zone.
The guys at the front seemed so comfortable, I told them to go into Cheetahs next week. When you hit your stride it’s weird, you can talk and run hard but relax at the same time, all in one motion. I talked to them about the races that I have done this year and it was very interesting to talk to people who are new to Run Dem. People who aren’t quite sure about everything (yet) it’s great to build those early relationships and who knows, I may be working with them sooner or later.