I always liked sports: I love skiing and hiking, biking and tennis. I didn’t even mind PE class in school – if you discount the awful gymnastics classes by a Romanian PE teacher during high school. She must have mistaken us for Olympians in training.
I have to admit that my group of girl-friends and I frequently played hooky during those infamous PE classes. We used to go downtown to eat sweets instead of hopping around the gym waving ribbons, jumping through hoops or hoping to get on and off a balance beam in one piece.
But the times were I refused to take part in sports were the exceptions, not the rule. Moving my body has always been part of my life but I never did sports competitively. I ran for the fun of it, played tennis because I enjoyed it and skied for the thrill of it. Competitions? That was for other people! I happily remained a spectator at such events.
Taking Running to the Next Level
A while ago during one of my regular runs things all of a sudden fell into place: I didn’t just want to run sort of aimlessly anymore, I wanted to achieve a goal, push myself harder and further. I wanted to take running to the next level: I wanted to participate in a race.
I felt totally motivated by this thought and started planning right away.
I bought running magazines, I read motivational books and developed a training schedule for myself based on all that new information. I started out running a mile and a half, then 3, then 8 and now I am up to almost 10 miles: something I couldn’t have imagined even a few short months ago!
My goal for the next spring is to run a half marathon. For many that might be nothing to write home about but for me this is a big and important goal: at the age of 51 – for the first time in my life – I am taking sports to the next level.