It is exactly a week ago that I stared right into the eyes of my nemesis at the starting line of the Vitality Oxford Half Marathon. Scrolling back to 2015, exactly year ago, I had the most disastrous run to date, at this very same event. Instead of collecting the finishers’medal in 2015, I had to pull out after only a couple of km’s due to my ITB playing up, and limp back to the race village, leaving behind a group of friends who were also racing that day. I felt especially frustrated because at that time, I had barely just recovered from another injury, impacting…

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My usual reflective end of year post is slightly late, but here is what I have learnt in 2015 on my fitness journey, and the lessons I am looking to take forward into 2016. My hope is that by writing about my experiences and learnings will help many other people out there who are equally passionate about fitness and in particular, running, but have or will end up at some point in their lives on the ‘bench’ due to setbacks. If I could summarise my 2015 fitness journey in just one sentence, it would be something along the lines of:…

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I have been through a lot lately and I am kind of experiencing a new awakening in my life, the way I have started to look at certain things that matter a lot to me. The past couple of weeks have been tainted by great grief and sadness. First, my grandmother passed away in hospital after a very long period of suffering in January – we all knew this was bound to happen in the near future, however when it finally happened, it was little consolation for us. Then shortly after her funeral, our beloved kitten, Luna, passed away completely out…

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It is one of those blog posts that I am finding very difficult to write. In fact, it has taken me a couple of weeks to get to this stage. The Valencia Marathon itself deserves a separate blog post in its own right, I am now trying to focus on what came after the most-awaited event in 2014 and how I have been trying to survive and maintain my sanity in the past 5-6 weeks. I am a different person now. A tired and desperate shell that needs to be filled with purpose, hope, and renewed strength to go on…

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