So I found out that there is going to be a colour run here in Perth. Excited much? You betcha I am!!
I’ve wanted to do a colour run for ages. Not really sure why, I think I just like the idea of getting pummelled with a kaleidoscope of coloured powder or maybe it’s just because I’m up for anything that celebrates healthiness, happiness & individuality.
I’ve encouraged one of my friends to compete with me, which is fantastic. Although I suspect there might be a tad more casual strolling & chatting than actual running.
And I must admit I’m kinda blown away about how pumped up I am about it. You see not that long ago I would have laughed in your face & said you have got to be joking if you had asked me to compete in a 5k run/walk in front of a crowd of strangers all looking at me (trust me it’s not everyday you see a 6’2 woman).
But how times have changed because not only am I super super excited to be competing, even though it is mainly just for fun, I actually can’t wait until I get fit enough to start competing in proper races & marathons. Wow, just bare with me a second while I collect myself off the floor from the sheer shock of having just written that.
So for the last few weeks i’ve been contemplating joining a gym again. And by contemplating I mean i’ve wasted far too many hours at work googling gyms around Perth.
I must admit i’ve been in two minds about joining a gym again. Over the years I have joined more gyms than I care to remember & in joining so many i’ve also spent more money than I care to remember as well. Seriously if I had just learnt my lesson years ago & saved all that money instead I could be on a flight to the south of France sipping champagne in first class with Victoria Beckham.
And I guess not only am I older these days but I’m also wiser. Because I’ve pretty much decided that joining the gym just isn’t going to happen. Not that I’m anti-gym joining, it’s just that I know myself, & I know that I will do exactly the same thing that I have every other time, get sucked into signing a 6 or 12 month membership only to lose all motivation & stop going after 2 weeks.
So I had a bit of a brainwave over the weekend, I don’t need to spend a ridiculous amount of money to go workout in a room full of people with perfect bodies judging everyone around them, I can just set up my own workout room in the comfort of my own home, & that’s exactly what I did.
So I now have my very own workout room, somewhere I can be me & workout without feeling self conscious about the fact that everyone is so much fitter than I am.
I’m back again, or should that be back again again or again again again again. Ok so i’ll be the first to admit that i’m a tad inconsistent when it comes to posting on here. Not intentionally of course, it’s just that sometimes life gets in the way & before you know it months have passed & then there’s that moment of, oh yeah I have a blog I should really get back to that.
So here I am, living in a new city, Perth. Which has turned out to quite possibly be the most significant life changing move that I have ever made.
And it’s a move I have wanted to make for over 3 years, way back before I moved to Melbourne with the guy who broke my heart. Back before it felt like my entire life was crashing down around me & it took every ounce of resolve to get out of bed every morning.
And the road to get here may have had more arduous twists & turns than I had anticipated, but boy am I glad I have finally arrived, in more ways than one.