Category: Health

Let’s Run a 10-K!

My friend Lanz and I have been running buddies for a while – we live close to each other, work similar hours during the week, and both have the same desires, such as this:


Lanz has yet to run a 10km race, and we’ve been slacking with the running lately so I decided it was time to get our A’s into G and sign up for one.  I was told about the Sportsman’s Warehouse 10km race on the 10th of November.  I was hoping we’d have about 6 weeks to train, but that was probably just common sense an excuse – 3 weeks will just have to be enough time for us to be race ready.

I have drafted a training programme for us to follow – and managed to get a decent number of friends to sign up for the race too.  We will be running four times a week until Race Day.  It won’t necessarily be easy but we’ll do it!


I have been having some niggles with my knee lately – I’ve been suffering from ITBS.  I’ve rested for about 4 weeks now and it has healed up, but either I am running incorrectly, or my shoes are wrong because as soon as I start to run again, it starts.  I don’t want it to happen again, as it can become chronic and it will most definitely interfere with my training so I’m off to see a biokineticist who specialises in running injuries this afternoon.  I can’t tell you how excited I am to have this problem sorted out once and for all.  Hopefully it’s an easy problem to solve, and I can hit the road quickly.  Our schedule tells us we will be running 3km this afternoon – a nice, easy run to ease our way back into training.

I’ve only run one 10km race before – the Soweto Marathon – which I loved, I had so much fun.  I also thought I had a decent time for my first ever race.  I’m really hoping to get a PB on this next one.


If this by some chance inspires you to run, too, check out SA Active for entry details.


My Journey

I have always struggled with my weight.  I have been on countless diets, and I have given up countless times.  I am the definition of an emotional eater (except, I eat for any emotions, not just when I’m upset), and my sweet tooth knows no limits.  I also, genuinely, never really feel full.  It’s like my ability to feel full was switched off many moons ago – probably by my own doing.

Although, I’ve lost weight previously, I slowly found that it had started coming back with a vengeance and I knew I had to do something about it.  With this, I took a long hard look at myself, and my bad habits (and why I feel the need to sabotage my body), and I decided to re-join Weigh-Less.  The reason Weigh-Less works for me the most is because it teaches me portion sizes, which I am useless with.  Put food in front of me, and I’ll eat it.  I lose track of how much I should eat, as opposed to how much I want to eat.

It also meant eating really healthily.  I made the decision to stop drinking alcohol.  This has been one of the hardest parts and I have had a really tough time with this as people just don’t understand why you’d want to stop drinking, and feel that you aren’t fun anymore because of it.

It has been a fairly slow, long process but I am just happy that the weight is coming off.  Over the last 6 months, I have lost 7kg, and I am a total of 19cm down.  My BMI has gone from 24.9 to 22.4.  I feel better about myself, I have more energy.

It hasn’t all been sunshine and rainbows, and there have many tears along the way as I would sob to Ross, “I just want to eat chocolate!“.  I’ve still got a way to go – I’d like to lose about 3kg more, despite my BMI being at the right level now.  I’m currently in between sizes (an 8 is a teeny bit too small, but a 10 is just that little bit too big), so I think the extra 3kg will help me drop down to a proper size 8.

I didn’t realize how difficult the last few kg would be, as they are coming off veeeery slowly.  I’ll lose a couple hundred grams, and then put a few grams back on.  It’s like two steps forward, one step back at the moment.  Now, I’ve decided that the only way to beat these last 3kg is to smash some exercise.  Running is my absolute favourite form of exercise – I’m not such a fan of gyms.  I have a 10km race coming up in November, and have devised a training programme that will involve running four times a week.  Bye, bye fat!

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My New Friend – Running

In June, I took the decision to start taking better care of my health – particularly with regard to joining the gym.

I did so, and the first month went really well and I fell in love with running (albeit on a treadmill). I even went as far as to promise my brother that he and I would run the Two Oceans half marathon together next year.

Unfortunately an old knee injury started giving me problems and I couldn’t run for about two months. Thereafter, I started gymming again, but not with the same vigour.

That was until I heard about the Soweto 10km from my friends who wanted to start a running club. This was on Monday this week. I then knew that if I didn’t register for the Soweto run then, I never would. I entered that very same day and quickly made my way to gym, knowing I had less than three weeks to train. Three weeks seems like nothing, seeing as the most I’ve run on the treadmill is 2km – and that isn’t on a regular basis.

That Monday, I ran 4km on the treadmill but slowly. I still felt pretty proud of myself nonetheless. I enjoyed it so much that straight after gym, I went to Sportsman’s Warehouse and found a special on some road running shoes – Adidas Duramo 4’s – that had good reviews. They made for an amazing change from the CrossTrainers that I’ve had for the last 7 years. They are so beautiful, I may love them a little bit too much. It’s like running on clouds of awesome.

The next day, Tuesday, the man took me to Zoo Lake for a run – I was convinced I was convinced I’d get stabbed but nonethless, managed a 4.1km run in 34 minutes. I felt great, despite the huffing and puffing.

I rested on Wednesday. This morning, my alarm went off at 04:30. I really, really didn’t want to wake up. I asked Ross, “What should we do?” He wanted to sleep. It took a lot of effort to switch that light on but I’m glad I did.

We went back to Zoo Lake this morning, and started running at 05:15. We ran 6.04km in 45 minutes. Not amazingly fast, but it’s progress, I was pouring with sweat (just fat cells crying) and I’m so proud. Plus, we got to look at the beautiful sunrise. Also, we didn’t get stabbed! :D

So, I am now certain I will complete the 10km, and I am also certain that I will be entering for the Two Oceans half marathon. Exciting times ahead!