Final countdown – Moonwalk marathon
At the end of last year I agreed to do the Moonwalk marathon training. This might have been a decision that was taken quite lightly, aided by the glass of wine we had all had. How hard could it be? It’s only a walk. Well actually it is more of an endurance test when you are talking about 26.2 miles. However, we were all determined to do it. We wanted, perhaps even needed, to do something positive in Sarah’s memory. We wanted to raise money so that we could help other families, so that we could help save other lives.
My worries about the Moonwalk marathon
I worried that you wouldn’t want to donate. How wrong I was. You taught me that there is so much to be thankful for. You showed me that mankind is just that, kind. At the time of typing this I had raised £1,040. It would be amazing if I could reach the £1,100 mark. It has been your donations that have kept me going. There have been many, many times when I felt like giving-up. First, there was Gary growth and then the Achilles heel was a massive set-back. The pain made me want to weep and if I could have done I would have stamped my foot in frustration. However, 2 weeks of wearing surgical sock type things and no exercise and my foot is almost a 100%.
I have a love/hate relationship with exercise. I love how it makes me feel, I just hate doing it. However, training for this Moonwalk marathon has changed my whole outlook on exercise. I now realise that it is something I need to prioritise in my life. I now realise that I need to make the time to exercise. I have gone from someone who would try to exercise once or twice a week, to someone who is now exercising 6 days out of 7. No, I don’t have the body of my dreams. I never will – I like carbs too much – but that’s not what it’s about for me. I feel stronger: I feel healthier. I might still have saddle bags, (or as 2017 is calling them hip dents), but that’s me and those hip dents remind me how this body carried two babies into the world. This body will never be perfect but I can make it stronger. I can respect the amazing job it has done so far.
How training for the Moonwalk marathon has changed me
I am sure that it is no coincidence that my attitude towards Jersey has changed since I started exercising. Yes, I still have panic attacks in which I declare I want to escape the island by hitching the ride on a back of a ferry, but on the whole I am more positive about life in Jersey. Exercising has helped my mental health as well as my physical health. Exercise has changed my whole outlook on my life and as such it is something that I want to continue with. I have already signed up to do the island walk this year (48 miles) and I have entered the ballot for the 2018 London marathon. I might not be a natural athlete but I hope that I make up for that in determination.
Get your craft on (or not)
This week will see me attempting to decorate a bra. The theme is flappers. This is no mean feat for me. I was told to not to take Textiles at GCSE because I am that useless when it comes to anything crafty. My bra will look less like a flappers outfit and more like someone has vomited glitter over it. I’m just going to chuck sparkles at it and hope for the best. There will be no sewing involved, glue will be my best friend.
Then this Saturday coming we will gather at Clapham common at 8pm before we are given the signal to leave at midnight. There will be thousands of us, all dressed in our bras, all determined to walk for loved ones. This Moonwalk marathon is the culmination of 16 weeks training. Hours of training. The many blisters and the early morning starts all come down to this moment. I have gone from someone who viewed 7 miles as a long walk as someone who now thinks of 7 miles as a short walk. During this training I have gone through two pairs of trainers, many blister plasters, numerous salt baths, lots of socks (as I tried to find the right pair) and a couple of pairs of leggings, as my waist got smaller.
Fitter and stronger
However, I am now fitter and stronger. I can now do 50 squats easily and yes my knees might creak a little but I swear that my bum is looking a little bit smaller nowadays. Training for this has meant that I have been able to focus on my health. Those long walks have provided me with an escape from my busy life. It has enabled me to reflect. Last Saturday I completed my final long walk before the Moonwalk marathon. 20 miles all on a treadmill. That took a lot of determination. Walking on a treadmill is not easy. At one point I felt like I would never escape that treadmill. Like a hamster in one of those wheels. However, when I finished it I felt euphoric. I had done it. It was a big mental barrier out of the way. I now know that I am capable of doing it (touch wood).
Think of me?
So this Saturday as you go to bed, spare a thought for me and our team. We will be lining up ready to walk through the night. Pounding the pavements of London in the middle of the night. Ignoring our body as it screams at us to go to bed. Ignoring the cold. Hopefully, we will be feeling euphoric. I am hoping that having everyone around me will make it easy. But let’s not underestimate this Moonwalk marathon. It’s no walk in the park. It’s a marathon and I will be feeling every single one of those 26.2 miles. I am expecting to hit that wall everyone talks about it. This is when the Jelly Babies will become my best friends. But I am also hoping to feel elation, seeing the London landmarks lit up at night.
Keep on walking
One thing I do know for sure is that I won’t stop exercising after this Moonwalk. I won’t stop walking. I can now stride great distances without noticing or caring how far I have gone. I love walking for calming me down and for helping me feel less anxious. Pounding the pavements has given me a purpose and a renewed focus on what is important. All the things that used to keep me up at night seem minor and insignificant. Walking has made me happier. Well, the blisters less so. I have gone from a woman who used the treadmill as a warm-up for 5 mins to someone who will happily spend 5 hours on it walking. I have invented new games on that treadmill. I am telling you treadmill karaoke is going to be the next new thing. I am also very good at throwing the jazz hands as I do it. My neighbours are probably less keen on treadmill karaoke.
This weekend I will learn if the hours and hours of training have paid off.
If you haven’t donated then it’s not too late. Please donate before it’s too late though!
Ps watch out for a treadmill karaoke bar opening near you 😉
If you would like to show me that all this torture is worthwhile then you can do so below. Thank you