It’s been a long year. Up’s and down’s. It’s been a year focused on working and in some ways also surviving. I started this blog to inspire others to start the same kind of journey as I have. Not looking at the beautiful people running come shine or rain but look beyond that and actually starting running myself. Try at least. Surviving 30 seconds, a full Nickelback song, 5 kilometers, 10 kilometers etc until I this summer ran 52 kilometers.The longest so far. in 2017 I am aiming for 90 kilometers – in a competition so I officially can call myself an ultra runner!
Not long after starting running I became a vegan. it’s the right thing for me. I haven’t lost a lot of weight as others do, but I have reached a peace of mind that is stunning, to say the least. I now know that no animal had to die because I wanted to eat. I do know though that are harmed and killed every day anyway and that it probably is a lie in some ways – but knowing I don’t eat any animals makes me calmer. People say I am glowing, but I think it’s because I spend at least one hour five days a week outside sweating – makes wonder for the skin!
But, having running and food in order – what happens when the outside world knocks on your door and demand your actions? Well, at first I was happy. I jumped up and down like a puppy, loving the attention and possibilities. Halfway thru the year the demands shifted again. Maybe not to the most favourable way, but a gigantic challenge. That challenge is what I have wrestled with since. with it came long working hours, hatred and bad atmosphere.
More than once I have thought about quitting, to get off the madness, but the running kept me floating while the job made me sinking. A battle if any. The stress of what’s happening in the outside world is something else that I just couldn’t get a grip on. There was just not enough energy to go around for me. It depresses me.
You know when you are thinking “There has to be more in life than working”.
I know there are now.