Right foot in front of the left….
Right foot in front of the left….
Arranging your mind – The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts. It is something you choose. Whether you like a situation or not doesn’t depend on what it is. It is how you arrange your mind. Be reminded of what Jesus has given to you and be thankful. That ladies and gentlemen is how you arrange your mind.
Wise words indeed. Lets grow…
Over n’ Out
After the debris settled and the dust got swept off, what was left for all to see was a shell of a man. The very foundation and backbone of his existence was rocked. The moment when you are disappointed with what you see in the mirror and do not recognise the person either.
I decided not to do anything out of emotion that I would regret and so I held my position and waited it out. I thought long and hard about my situation and accepted the repercussions that seemed to be sometimes a little overwhelming. I took to the blogosphere for inspiration and to my delight I stumbled upon an amazing blog and story. The Better Man Project!!! This is a blog about a certain gentleman who woke up one day and decided to become a better man. I read through the blogs and they were very appropriate for what I was going through. I decided to start my own Better Man Project and I gave myself a lead time of 183 days. I was buzzing now with fear and excitement. What was to be involved? How hard would it be? How would I measure the success rate?
My BMP183 (cool name right?) … Anyway, my BMP183 will involve me challenging everything that I was and am. I will blog about the challenges and little victories that I will have in my 183 day challenge. I feel that the only person who can really deal with any problems, concerns ,shortcomings is you/yourself. You are the architect of your mind and the mind shapes your everyday life. I choose to dig deep and battle my demons head on. My past, my mistakes, my regrets, my insecurities and everything that needs fixing.
Over n’ Out
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My journey to the Two Oceans Marathon was both beautiful and painful. Last year, I told myself that I would run the Two Oceans Marathon with no previous experience. I took to the blogosphere for running tips and to get a general feel of the most beautiful race in the world.
I started training and made considerable progress in my fitness levels. I kept telling myself that I have done harder things than this which was not true but that kept me going during my 5 am training sessions. Four weeks before the marathon, I was faced with a massive hurdle. I rolled my ankle after running 18km and could barely walk the last 3 km. My physiotherapist told me that I was not going to make the Marathon and if I did it would not end well for my ankle. Determined and stubborn as I am, I went on and boarded the plane to Capetown.
Landed safely in Capetown in high spirits and very determined to run. I immediately noticed that it was quite windy. Settled in on the first day and only went to register and check out the Two Oceans Expo at the CTICC( Cape Town International Convention Centre ) the following day.
I have to commend the organizers of the Two Oceans Marathon on what seemed like a flawless procedure. The registration process took about 45 seconds and I walked off with my bag of goodies and a timing chip from the good folk of the Two Oceans marathon. The expo was filled with so many interesting things and I managed to make my way to the physio/massage area. I could feel my ankle and right leg tightening up from the flying and walking about. A very nice lady called Linda worked on my calf, ankle and metatarsal. I walked off that table with a renewed bounce and confident strut. It was game time.
Back at the hotel, I met several runners from all parts of the world and we exchanged stories. Over all great environment in Capetown. The night before the marathon, I went out in search of a hearty Pasta dinner. I found one place on Long Street or off Long street that would satisfy my quest for carbohydrates . It was incredibly cold and windy at the time so my mission was to get the pasta and head back to the hotel room and zone out. I had my kit ready, carbs loaded in my system and I was hydrated. I was ready….
Wake up call from hotel at 3 00am. I could hear the wind outside and I immediately got concerned. It was absolutely cold and I got worried because I had not trained in such conditions. The bus picked us all up at the hotel at 3 45am and we made our way to the start point. It was blistering cold outside and we got to the start of the Marathon pretty early. A little too early if you ask me.
It was absolutely amazing to see how many people were awake at that time braving the weather and in high spirits. The DJ was playing music and keeping everyone pumped up before the race. It was like a festival.. Come to think of it, it was very much like a festival. At exactly 6 10am, the gun was fired and the thousands of runners took off. You had the old,the young, couples and random runners in crazy outfits ready to take on the race. The most amazing part of the marathon for me was the support which was pretty much everywhere along the course.
I have to bring your attention to what they call Southern Cross Drive . The half way mark of the race which has a hill climbs 160m over 3km. This was the toughest part of the race for me .It is along here that the Two Oceans Half Marathon earns its scenic reputation. I have to commend the support especially on this part of the race. . There was a band and all kinds of support on this 3 km stretch of pure pain. Please don’t mind the action shots that I have not paid for. Pauper lifestyle… Any-who, after the massive hill it was all flat and manageable inclines. I noticed that I was making very good time thanks to the altitude advantage I had over everyone else and my team mate who pushed me all the way before letting me take off.
From Kirstenbosch with only four kilometres left your thoughts turn to the finish as you canter straight on down the hill. The route continues along the cool and beautiful tree-lined Rhodes Drive, imposing mountains tower on your left. At the 19th marker board you take a sharp upward turn to the left into Union Avenue. Here lies a challenging little rise known by many names but relished by few. This final surprise at the end of the race is the closing punctuation mark. With the end finally in sight, Union Avenue is the double carriageway that takes you to the university’s rugby fields and the finish. Remain in the left-hand lane, the majestic slopes of Devil’s Peak tower alongside as you enter the Upper Campus of the University of Cape Town.
I entered the University of Capetown (UCT) grounds and heard the crowd cheering. I looked around for any familiar faces but couldn’t spot any and just kept pumping my arms and running towards the huge finish line. I crossed the line at 1 hour 57 minutes and 45 seconds..My legs were dead but was overwhelmed with emotion and teary eyed after I realised I had conquered my first marathon in a very impressive time … I said a quick prayer at the finish line and joined the crowd of finishers. The party started right there and then… The remainder of my trip was filled with delicious cocktails, hearty meals and beautiful Golf courses. A treat to myself and a late birthday present was a solid 18 holes at the prestigious Erinvale Golf Estate in the hills somewhere outside Capetown. I was a bit too sore to really enjoy the course but it was an experience just being there.
I conquered the 2013 Two Oceans Marathon. That’s one off the bucketlist. I would like to take time out to thank all those that supported me when I told them about my crazy idea to run the marathon, my physiotherapist, my prayer warrior and my running team who were willing to run at 5 am twice a week. A huge thank you to all.
Next….. We climb a mountain before 30…
” To accomplish great things we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.” Anatole France 1896
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