A couple of years ago, the folks over on the Runnersworld Magazine forum set up a thread about stuffing shit into socks.
‘Well’, I thought at the time, ‘that sounds interesting’ and clicked on the thread. It turned out to be nothing to do with socks at all (or shit for that matter), rather a motivational training thread that served me well over the last couple of years.
The demise of that thread co-incided with my demise in life. But now, it’s time to get it all back together again. I won’t promise you a miracle, I don’t expect to be ‘cured’ overnight but slowly, I’m gathering life in around me again and finally, I have a lot to be thankful for.
I have a home, enough food on the table, an allotment, a successful reputable business, friends and a man who loves me (it’s reciprocated greatly).
I also have my first ‘mental health’ appointment in a weeks time, where I will be assessed and referred for help.
The move to clean eating has been much more successful this time and I’m feeling better for it. I’m starting to get a routine back in place and so now, finally I think it’s time to start moving away from crisis management to making plans again.
I’ve thought a lot about what those plans may be for the future. Soon, I think I’ll fatigue from going long and I get really excited about re-visiting a sport of my past – track and field (specifically field). Pete and I have got together and started to talk about how we may achieve that and I’m sure I’ll discuss more of that in the coming months.
But first there is one last thing I must put to bed. Ironman Lanzarote is still there, still calling. I said at the end of Ironman Austria last year that I felt like I had unfinished business, and I wasn’t particularly sure why.
But I think this may be it.
So, for the third and final time I have an entry to Ironman Lanzarote. This blog will return once again to focussing on putting my shit in one sock and getting to the start line for possibly the most difficult Ironman on the circuit.