That time I signed up for a half marathon. Day Zero.

Day 0 

"I have signed up for a half-marathon."

Responses:

"You f***ing idiot""Are you sure?""Maybe start with a 5k first, Kate?""You should consult your doctor.""Hahahahahahahaahahahaah..." < this one lasted a while.

The worst thing? I absolutely agree with all of them. What isn't the worst thing, but is close, is the fact I had a huge bowl of cheese pasta whilst I listened to the doubters.

I have nowhere near enough time to train for this, the running I am currently doing is away from commitment and towards ice cream vans. I am 22, a student, probably at my un-fittest and heaviest. I know how to be lighter and fitter, but instead I choose to eat badly, party a lot and not exercise anywhere enough. Now I am on a massive time crunch and I feel sick; it could be nerves, it could be the pasta. Who knows.

I have prepped myself with the NHS plan of couch to 5k in 8 weeks, I need to do that in 3 or 4. I have a great running genius who is going to tell me when I am close to death- he doesn't think this is a good idea yet. I have a nutrition plan from a close friend who knows his stuff and someone else who is going to help me get "strong".

This simple blog is going to follow the pain, potentially blood, leafy vegetables and trainer socks that I go through. What this blog isn't, is a desperate attempt for views/likes/comments, this is a personal track of what I hope it will be success, I hope I will meet people on the way who have done similar things, and I sincerely hope I survive.

Tomorrow is Day 1, when it all begins, please feel free to enjoy my journey from the comfort of sanity, advise me, send me a good luck, you can doubt me too; I don't blame you. But, I will prove you wrong!

K x