I am a runner. For as long as I live. I've run many miles. Hundreds, if not thousands. I am also a successful consultant living the dream in Europe. If I had to describe myself in three words, the blog title says it all.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Training Week 13 Recap
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Training Week 12 Recap
Thursday, February 18, 2010
What Music Do I Listen To?
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Training Week 11 Recap (& Happy Year of the Tiger)
Hi guys,
Firstly, I want to wish you all a Happy Year of the Tiger, and bid a small farewell to the Year of the Ox. As I mentioned before, I'm not a follower of horoscopes, but let me give my interpretation on how these animals have shaped my approach to running.
To me, the Ox symbolises hard work and perseverance. 2009 in general was a year of hard yards to get my running up to a solid level. I think that has allowed me to set a solid foundation for myself to achieve my sporting goals. Now it's a new year, a new animal and a new set of characteristics. The tiger symbolises boldness, courage and confidence, and I'll need this in order to raise my running to even higher levels, the level I need to be at to break three hours.
But anyway, let's cut to the chase. Here's a recap of week 11.
Total Weekly Distance: 52.8 km.
Comments: Despite the drop in weekly mileage, this week picked up the intensity in most of my runs, with only one easy effort done this afternoon. I'm very happy with my long run effort, picking up from my 18 km last week. 26.2 km is the longest distance I've run since Berlin last September, and it was pleasing to get through that long run without any problems and in a solid time too. I'm also quite happy with the intervals as well. So I'm looking forward to upping the ante next week!
Improvements: Same as before, just harder, faster and longer.
There's only five weeks to go to the Reading Half Marathon on Sunday 21st March, so I'm eager to pick up the training from now on to peak for this event. However, with Reading and Berlin being the races to peak for this year, it's easy to lose focus on the other races I'll be running, like the Rotterdam Marathon on Sunday 11th April, which is only 8 weeks away!!! Though I'm only running Rotterdam as a glorified training long run, I'm glad to have picked up my long run this week to give me some degree of reassurance that I can complete Rotterdam! :-)
Because of this momentary lapse in focus, I've been busy the past few days trying to organise my annual leave for this year, as well as organising itineraries. This includes searching for the best deals in flights, accommodation and activities to do in these cities. So if you've been to Rotterdam or anywhere in Holland, I would appreciate any suggestions on worthwhile activities or sights in the city. At the moment I'm only looking into Rotterdam (still haven't booked the flights and accommodation yet), but I know that I should pull my finger out and finalise the rest of the cities as soon as possible. Now I know why elite athletes have managers and a team of people behind them, so that they can handle this kind of boring stuff while the elite athlete concentrates on their training. I wonder if my parents would be able to take on some of this for me! ;-)
Slightly panicky for now,
Aaron
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
The Gym Way or The Highway
Monday, February 08, 2010
Training Week 10 Recap
Hi guys,
I'm now back in the UK. I was a bit worried that the move between countries would disrupt my running, but fortunately I've managed to run 5 days this week and I've even found a treadmill to do my faster running on. And I guess they have been pretty high quality. Here's a recap of week 10.
Total Weekly Distance: 60.35 km.
Comments: A very good week, despite the disruption. This week was slim on speed work, as the majority of my running have been easy mileage builders, as well as exploring the parts of the town where I could do my running. I've found the perfect route to do my longer/easier running so I'll be adding those in. The interval session was very hard. I may have to drop the pace a little.
Improvements: I'm hoping that I can extend my long run this weekend to around the 25 km mark, or 2 hours 15 minutes. Hopefully no snow forecast this week. I'm also mindful about looking after myself too. I'm feeling quite sore in my legs, and being winter here I'm also mindful about falling ill, which I can't really afford at this time.
There's only six weeks to go to the Reading Half Marathon on Sunday 21st March. In reality, six weeks of training only allows me four weeks of very hard effort and two weeks of easy effort or taper, so that's not a lot of time available! As I've blogged before, I'd love to break 1:30:00 this time, but whether I can pull that off will be a different story. I'd be stoked if I could, as that will give me a positive indicator of how my overall training is going.
Still soldiering on,
Aaron
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Back "Home"
Well.....
I'm back in the UK now. My time in Spain ended prematurely, a brief chapter in life which, after a lot of thought, I chose to end. It wasn't a decision taken lightly, but given the circumstances I knew it was the right decision. It was also a painful decision, because it creates the perception that I am a quitter. But in my mind, and to those who know me well, I hate quitting and would never give up so easily.
Let me be clear in saying that I don't regret the whole Spain experience. I learned a new language and experienced a different culture and lifestyle. I enjoyed the food there and developed many new favourites, such as paella and the various tapas dishes. I had the chance to live in Spain for three months, something I never dreamed of when I first came to the UK. I worked with a great team of people, probably one of the best I've worked with. It was pretty gut-wrenching to let them know my final decision; I felt that I let the team down and I didn't want to give the impression that I didn't enjoy working with them.
So why did I decide to throw in the towel?
One of the things I struggled with was the fact that I wanted to stay in the UK long term. When I was first asked to go to Spain I was very reluctant to leave the UK. It was only when I had a second talk with the manager that the work situation at the time was grim. This basically convinced me that I had to go. I slowly accepted it and, with the blessing of a few good people, I attempted to make Spain my new home.
Relocation is never easy. And I'm afraid that the stress of relocation got the better of me here. One thing I didn't mention earlier was the visa I needed to remain in Spain for work purposes. Obtaining a visa is a complicated process; I've been through the process before when trying to get a visa to live in the UK.
However it seems that the Spanish visa is 10 times more complicated and involved than any other process I've been through. To make things worse, I was already in Spain trying to organise my own application. The entire situation was just poorly handled and had the word "dodgy" written all over it. So it was no surprise to me that when I turned up at the Spanish consulate for my appointment, they advised me bluntly that I had insufficient documentation.
I was livid and fuming. It took me three months to arrange everything for this appointment, and to be declined on the spot was a massive blow. I was left to pick up the pieces and start all over again. The worst thing was that since I was in Spain during this trying period, I had nearly used up all my 90 days and I was not allowed to remain in the country any longer until I had a visa granted to me. It felt like I had wasted my days away in Spain injudiciously.
When I told my manager about my latest setback, he had an interesting proposition. Return to the UK. I was all ears. There was new work in the UK and they could use some extra hands and heads. It was all very tempting. But I immediately thought about the team in Spain, the relationship I had built with the team, and what I had worked hard towards. What was I going to say to them? How would they react? Who would replace me at this crucial time?
After a few days of thinking, I realised that I had to ask myself what was important to me. And I believed that I'd be better off living in the UK. Everything I had, from my bank account to my doctor, was based in the UK. It would be easier for me to access vital services in the UK because I don't have a language barrier to deal with. Learning Spanish is very important if you need to live there, but to be completely honest I never intended to learn Spanish, and to do so would require me to devote time to studying the language. I just wasn't prepared to do this. The best I could do was to listen to educational podcasts, but that can only take you so far. Plus I had already made a commitment to my running, and I wasn't prepared to cut back my running for the sake of learning a language.
Running is a part of my life. I believe that as a runner, I would be better off in the UK. I'd look after myself better as a runner, I'd have more places to run, and I can get to the events I am doing more easily from the UK than from Spain. Running is very important to me and to get the most out of it I think living in the UK would help.
So now, I'm back in the UK, and I'm trying to settle in again. Packing up and moving is very painful and it's something I hope I don't repeat again very soon. At the moment I'm staying in an apartment in Newbury, which is around 20 minutes by train to Reading, the town I used to live in before I moved. Ideally I want to live in Reading again. I only hope to find a place as good, if not better, as the one I shared with Tina, my former housemate and now good friend. I hope to see her again someday.
So now it's a new chapter all together. Around a year ago, I was struggling with whether I should move to Spain or stay in the UK. In the end I listened to my head and moved to Spain. Unfortunately it didn't last as long as I had hoped, and now I'm back where I left off previously. I'm not going to say that I should have followed my heart as that would have denied me the privilege of going to Spain and experiencing new things.
But it's interesting to see who prevailed in the end.