Wednesday, November 09, 2011

Do or do not. There is no try.

We’ve already established that during my blogging hiatus, I hit up the theatre, went to Chicago and watched an alarming number of episodes of “The West Wing”. Um incidentally and just as an aside, I’m still not sure if I have a bigger crush on Josh, Sam or the President (it varies from episode to episode).

But when I wasn’t blogging I was also walking miles on the treadmill, doing my best to make sure my work wardrobe still fits me for another season.

Naturally this focus on fashion-related fitness also left me vulnerable to a fundraising appeal I received in the mail one day. Before I knew what happened, I’d signed myself up to walk the NYC Half-Marathon in March 2011.

Do not adjust your computer settings – you totally read that right.

I am now dedicated to hauling my ass 13.1 miles to the finish line in support of the great work of the Leukaemia and Lymphoma Society. From now until March I will be under the expert tutelage of the LLS Team in Training, who have taken me under their wing and promise to help me achieve this new goal.

The Team in Training folks will host weekly training sessions throughout winter (Saturday mornings in Central Park!), and I meet my small group of fellow walkers to train and exercise together, and learn a bit about endurance along the way so that I don’t collapse during the event. Or worse, give up.

But as part of the event, I also need to raise funds for the LLS. I’ve set myself the rather conservative minimum goal of raising $1,000USD. The LLS has also set me up with a fundraising webpage, which I will gussy up shortly and then send out the link, to herald the start of the shameless but necessary cup-rattling and hat-passing. That’s where you come in, by the way.

So when the time comes, I would be really proud if you could help me reach – or even exceed – my fundraising goal. Plus if you have any tips for how I can stay motivated (and alive) on this latest fitness journey, I’m all ears.

I know how far 13.1 miles is, and I know that this half-marathon idea is a potentially crazy one, but I have to give it a go. Your support will give me the extra push I need to shuffle along.


Anonymous said...

You know that it is a known fact that walking is not good for you. As you walk your bones and musculature compact downwards because of gravity so that when you walk out your door you're 5'10" and by the time you get home you're only 4'3" and no-one recognises you and your tracksuit is dragging on the ground behind you like a wedding train. True. That's why I writing to warn you from the comfort of my bed while my wife is getting me cups of tea (she always was a bit too tall for me)

Gab In The City said...

Bahaha. I can't afford to shrink that much! I like the idea of someone fetching tea for me though.