IT’S two years since I launched my blog. Well, it’s actually two years and one month. The blogging birthday was in July, but with our holiday and my birthday celebrations, I completely forgot.
When I realised, I was rather chuffed. For two years, I’ve managed to keep my blog going and even attract a few readers along the way. Surely that’s something to celebrate. So I rushed off to the cake parlour, conveniently located down the road, and bought a few buns and cakes to celebrate.
While munching my cakes, I decided to look back at some of my posts from the past 24 months and share a few. There are some I really like and some I wish I’d never written, but I’ve kept them all as a record of my blogging journey. The blog has evolved, the style of the posts has changed – some are serious and sad, others I’d like to think are on the funny side.
I published my first post in July 2014 but I’d written it in April for my running club’s blog. Under starter’s orders seemed a good place to start. It was also the race where I managed to pick up my first individual prize – vouchers for a running shop miles away, so far away that it would cost more in petrol to get there than the worth of the vouchers. I still have them and will treasure them forever.
There have been other great moments. When I launched my Not Yet A Vet campaign, I was having a bit of a crisis about becoming a veteran runner. To convince myself that I was still young and hip, I decided to re-live my youth at Light Water Valley. When I was in the air, being thrown about in all directions, I soon began to wish I’d opted for something a bit more sedate. Afternoon tea, that would have been nice.
It was great to remember the Dewsbury 10km where I set a huge 10km PB of 40.31, completely unexpected. It was a fantastic day and one of my best racing performances.
I did find it emotional to re-read the post I wrote about my granddad supporting me. At the time of that race, he’d already been diagnosed with sarcoma. He knew he was dying. I refused to believe it. Over the past two years, my family life has changed so much. We lost both my grandparents. You’ll notice that there were a few months in 2014 and 2015 where I didn’t blog at all, because I was devastated. Then I started writing again. Running and writing have helped me to cope with my loss. And although life’s hard without my lovely grandparents, I’m looking forward to the future.
The Great North Run is only four weeks away. I’m running and raising money for Action for Children, so I’m really excited about that. I’ve also got ambitions of a marathon, and breaking forty minutes for a 10km, as well as plans for Champion Running. In a few weeks Chris will be forty, so there will be more cake coming up too!
I love writing the blog. It’s not perfect.There’s lots of work to do to improve it, like sorting the dodgy running blog button and improving my photography. I’m yet to receive any free trainers or holidays abroad like some bloggers do (I can but hope) but I’m grateful to have a place where I can publish my writing. I’m even more pleased that people are reading it.
I even took the very brave step of trying to promote my blog. For a long time I happily blogged away without telling any of the local running community about it. Once I got over the nerves, I shared my posts, and the support has been fantastic. Thank you!
I’m not sure what the next two years may hold, but I’m looking forward to finding out. Thank you for reading. Thank you for supporting my blog. Please have some cake to celebrate.