Month: June 2023

Hello everyone, it’s Adam here, keeping it real with you all.

You know, we often talk about the highs, the victories, the times when everything seems to fall into place. But let’s face it, life ain’t always sunshine and rainbows, is it? We all face challenges, and right now, I’m wrestling with a few of my own.

Remember my old mate, the runner’s knee? Well, it’s still causing a bit of a fuss. The road to recovery has been long, winding, and frankly, pretty frustrating. Running, my former sanctuary, still feels a world away.

And then there’s the everyday hustle. It’s exciting, sure, but it can also feel like a pressure cooker. Deadlines, strategy meetings, always having to be on top of my game – it can be a bit of a beast. Some days, it feels like I’m climbing a mountain with no peak in sight.

Family, my most cherished part of life, brings its own set of curveballs. Being a dad is a beautiful chaos, but when you’re spinning so many plates, some are bound to wobble. Some days it feels like I can’t give them the time they deserve, which hurts.

Then of course we have the constant chronic pain that has accompanied me since my cancer surgery. It invades every moment of every day, my normal, but man it is debilitating.

And then of course there’s the scale. Those stubborn pounds, they’re hanging around like unwanted party guests. It’s a struggle, no doubt about it. In the grand juggling act of life, my personal health goals seem to be the ball that keeps slipping away.

But here’s the truth – it’s downright hard. I’ve had moments where I’ve wanted to throw in the towel, to just say ‘enough’.

So what’s next? Honestly, I don’t know. I’m grappling with my own challenges, trying to carve out a path forward. It’s not going to be an easy journey, but then again, when has it ever been?

But hey, this is life, right? It’s messy, unpredictable, and at times, unbearably hard. But in the end, it’s all part of the journey.

So, here’s to embracing the struggle, to facing our challenges head-on, and to finding our strength even in the toughest of times. And remember, it’s okay not to be okay.

Till we talk again,

Adam

Hey there folks,

It’s Adam, again, navigating my way through the labyrinth of life. Last time we chatted, we explored a new chapter in my running journey, didn’t we? But, as life has its unique way of reminding us, running isn’t the only thing I’m juggling. There’s work, the wonderful chaos of family life, and my ongoing battle with the scales and the lifelong effects of cancer.

I see work and life as like running. All about endurance and strategy, knowing when to push hard and when to rest. When to take action and when to think and be thankful.

Then there’s my young family, my team. Being a dad, it’s an adventure in itself – unpredictable, rewarding, filled with belly laughs and the occasional (daily?!) tantrum (mine, not the kids, honestly!). Seeing those little faces light up and hearing ‘Daddy Daddy Daddy’ when I walk through the door? That’s the best! It makes everything worthwhile!

But let’s be real, juggling a high-pressure job, a young family, and personal health goals ain’t a walk in the park. Remember my wobbly knee and those extra pounds I’ve been carrying around? Yeah, they’re still here. But I’m not letting them or the after effects of cancer have the last laugh.

I’m learning to find balance, to find harmony in the whirlwind. It’s about fitting in a quick cycle during a lunch break, choosing the healthier option (well, most of the time), and quality time with the kids amidst it all.

So, what’s next? Well, as I tiptoe back into running, it’s gonna be a juggling act. But you know what? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Because amidst the chaos, the stress, and the uncertainties, I’ve got my team – my family – and a job that keeps me on my toes (when my knee allows it).

So here’s the deal – I’m not just going to navigate through this labyrinth, I’m going to own it. I’m not just about posting runs; I’m about posting real life. The good, the bad, and everything in between.

That’s all for now, folks. Keep your fingers crossed for my knee, and send some good vibes my way as I head into this new chapter of wellbeing, work, and the joy of family life.

Until next time,

Adam

Hey there, it’s Adam back on the mic (or keyboard, rather).

Last time we chatted, I filled you in on my runner’s knee saga. It’s still a work in progress, but hey, life’s all about rolling with the punches, right?

I’ve spent the last while swapping running for spinning away on my turbo trainer. It’s not quite the same as the wind in my hair on a morning run, but it’s movement, and that counts.

Throughout this forced time-out, I’ve had time to think. You know what I realised? I miss the rhythm of my feet on the pavement, the clarity of thought with every mile. But there were parts I didn’t miss so much – the constant tracking, the public Strava posts, the unspoken competition it all bred.

So, I’ve made a decision. As I look to the future, I’m taking running back for myself. I’m planning to focus on my wellbeing while running, walk, stop, run, just move when I can, have a sustainable recovery then enjoy the journey.

This period of stillness has given me a chance to rethink my relationship with running. I want to shift the focus inward, run for my own wellbeing rather than the stopwatch. Less about chasing PBs, more about chasing tranquillity.

While I’m here, I might as well admit – I’m toying with the idea of the London Marathon after entering the ballot. But if I go down that road, it’s going to be different this time. I want running to be my personal therapy, a way to reconnect with myself, not a stage for competition.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m itching to lace up my running shoes again. But when I do, I’m doing it on my terms. It’ll be less about pace and more about peace – mental and physical.

For now, my journey is more like a stroll than a sprint. But with every small step, I’m edging closer to my goal. And, in the face of it all, I’ll keep pushing forward.

Maybe in the future, you’ll hear less about my runs and more about my calm musings during peaceful, solitary jogs.

So, until next time, here’s to personal growth, to the journey of recovery, and to the joy found in every comfortable stride.

Stay strong,

Adam