This week I am proud of how much my downhill running skills have improved. Exactly a year ago on the Lake Farm Charity Trail run a friend , feeling very sorry for me, gave me a quick 101 beginner course in downhill running. (Thank you Sheena :-))
Downhill running, especially on trails, has been a real weakness for me but over the past year I have been practising a lot. I have been making a concerted effort to run the downhill’s, not to be overly cautious, not to slide down on my bum (although I still do that in parts) and it seem to have paid off.
This weekend, again on the Lake Farm Charity Trail Run I passed quite a few people on the downhill’s and not only did I pass them somebody called me “Speedy Gonzales” as I went by. (I am not entirely sure she meant that as a compliment but I am taking it)
I am super proud of myself. I still need to work on the technical down hills as I am still pretty useless on those, but I think that is more a strength issue (I see squats and lunges in my future)
What are you proud of this week?
I just love these medals, I now have 3 and they are gorgeous. They are handmade by the residents of the Lake Farm Centre. For more info about the centre visit their website HERE
All in all it was a great day – an awesome 15km trail run where we saw loads of buck including giraffe. Being called Speedy Gonzales on a downhill and a second-hand book sale at the end (I got a bit carried away as the books were only R3.00) What more could you ask for on a Saturday morning and all before 9:00am!
This week I am really battling to think of something I am proud of….
I know there are some things I probably should be proud of, but mostly I am pretty disappointed in myself. I let a ball drop and now it feels like the whole lot are about to come crashing down. I know I will probably look back in just over a month and realise it is not nearly as bad as I think (I HOPE), but at the moment it seem pretty terrible and getting worse. But, it does not affect my family, health or anything that is really important to me so I will just have to deal with the problems as they arise.
So, what am I proud of??? This week I am very proud of my daughter. I was away all of last week in Cape Town for the Cape Cycle Tour Lifestyle Expo and she stayed behind with Andrew, our nanny and my mom. She coped remarkably well, even though she was sick. I felt terrible about leaving her, but could not do anything about it. I am proud that she is such an independent soul.
I am also proud that even though I was having a major pity party last week Wednesday, when my stand at the expo came crashing around me about 30 seconds after I had finished putting it up, I managed to give myself a stern talking to and pull myself together, rebuild the stand and have a great expo. At that stage I really just felt like coming home.
This week I am proud of myself for completing my first trail ultra – and not losing my sense of humour once. It is the second longest running race I have ever done and by far the longest time on my legs. It took me 7h21 minutes. I did the Addo Elephant Trail Run 44 km. My first of 3 planned Ultra‘s for the year and the only one on trail.
I am not going to lie it was tough, but I loved it. There were parts where the trail was so steep that I slid back and a hill where I began to wonder why on earth I had not done more (read any) squats or lunges in preparation but all in all I did not find it too bad.
My sister and I and more than a few friends completed the 44km Addo Elephant Trail, there was also a 76km, which I did not even contemplate, although my husband has said he will not be surprised WHEN I tell him I am going to do it 🙂
I was a little nervous going into this – the route profile is hectic and well, it is 44km on trail so not for the faint hearted, but I had heard it was beautiful.
We ran through the Addo Elephant Park – but not the section with the elephants or lions (I might have run bit faster then….) and the area is absolutely breath-taking. We started at Kabouga Gate and ended at Zuurberg Mountain Inn. The scenery and terrain varied so much from dense bush to open plateaus with spectacular views. There was even a rock pool that we swam in at the 37km mark and it was very difficult to get out of that cool water.
Here are few photos but they and my words do not do the area justice.
Thanks to everyone that ran with me, especially Heather, Nicola and Georgie. Well done to everybody that finished both runs.
This year’s race was superbly organised by Free Spirit Adventures. It was their first year having just taken it over and although I am not sure what it was like before to me they did a fantastic job.
What are you proud of this week (remember it does not have to be sports related)