After lurking around the fringes of this site for a couple of weeks now, I’ve come to the conclusion that you lot are the only ones who can help me…
Brief history: 15 years of physical neglect led to legs like pipe-cleaners, a pot belly and buttocks that a 70 year old man would be ashamed of (form an orderly queue there ladies…)
So, as a 40th birthday “treat” I decided to enter a marathon, and after 9 months of training I completed the Florence marathon in November last year.
I now have an unhealthy obsession with doing another one – my problem is – I want to go fast (or should that be “fast” – it’s all relative). I have an urge that I just can’t control – as I’m on a training run, I go faster than I know my body can handle with the inevitable result that sooner or later I get an injury. It’s INSANE – I know exactly what I’m doing but I can’t stop myself. HELP.
Brief history: 15 years of physical neglect led to legs like pipe-cleaners, a pot belly and buttocks that a 70 year old man would be ashamed of (form an orderly queue there ladies…)
So, as a 40th birthday “treat” I decided to enter a marathon, and after 9 months of training I completed the Florence marathon in November last year.
I now have an unhealthy obsession with doing another one – my problem is – I want to go fast (or should that be “fast” – it’s all relative). I have an urge that I just can’t control – as I’m on a training run, I go faster than I know my body can handle with the inevitable result that sooner or later I get an injury. It’s INSANE – I know exactly what I’m doing but I can’t stop myself. HELP.