Last year, I didn’t set any running goals. I knew we’d be moving from California to the UK, I knew we’d be travelling all summer…having big running goals just didn’t fit with the wierdness of 2017. That proved to be a very wise decision – I got in loads of running, in wonderful places and there was no pressure.
But now we’re here, in our new home, and it’s 2018.
And I am making goals.
Well, one goal.
And I am committing to it.
A sub 1 hr 50 half marathon
That’s it. That’s all I want.
2017 taught me that, even when I don’t have goal races to train for, I will continue to run, I will continue to love it. I don’t need a race to train for. But this totally arbitrary time-goal has been like a monkey on my shoulder for too long. I’ll be 43 in a few weeks – it’s now or never. I’ll talk about this more in a future post (ad nauseam) but this is my sole running achievement goal in 2018.
There are other things I would like to do this year. Some of them do include running, but in a participatory way, rather than an ‘end-goal’ way.
- Climb Snowden (the biggest mountain in Wales)
- Climb Scafell Peak (the biggest mountain in England)
- Cycle from Marlborough to Paris one weekend
- Go backpacking one weekend
- Do a trail race in the Lake District
- Do a trail race in Annecy, France
- Go skiing and do cross-country skiing.
- Go Mountain Biking in the Forest of Dean
- Get back into teaching. This may mean going back to university, but this my work goal for 2018.
- Start volunteering alongside the Dude at a local non-profit.
So that’s my plan. I am super-excited about this running goal. I’ve already started thinking about what I need to do to make it happen, what I need to change. But I’m in!
1.49.59, I’m coming for you!