We start this weeks blog with a very exciting announcement. I’ve been waiting for this to happen for the past seven years, and as of Tuesday last week I had confirmation that it is my time has come to run the London Marathon again!
To most people the thought of running 26.2 miles wouldn’t make them anywhere near as excited as I was when I received the call from MS-UK. However, I have unfinished business with London and ever since completing it in 2014, I have wanted to go back and experience it all again.
After I didn’t get a place in the conspiracy theory that is the ballot (honestly, I’ve tried every year for 7 years and nothing!) I applied for a charity place through MS-UK. For those of you who have been around since the heady days of Vienna, you’ll know that MS-UK is a charity I support often. They actually gave me one of their spots in the marathon back in 2014 as well. It means so much to me to be back supporting Team Purple and running the marathon for them.
Even more so in such a big year for me…I will be turning 30 in less than eight weeks (gulp) and I’ve created a list of #30in30. It’s basically a list of 30 things I want to do in my 30th year (i.e. in 2021) and running another marathon is most definitely on there. Even better that it is London. And even better still is that it is as one of the MS-UK runners. I’m so excited. Sunday 3rd October is going to be a very special day.
So I started the week with some really exciting news and I was eager to keep up my good running streak. And just like that, as if the running gods knew, the next day I started to feel a slight pain in my ankle. I am the worst person ever when it comes to having and dealing with injuries. I hate them. I hate them even more when I don’t know where they come from or what I should be doing to help them. As soon as it started hurting I adopted the trusty RICE method and have taken most of my calls and classes since from my bed or sofa: anywhere I can keep my ankle rested. I’ve even had two full days off exercising this weekend. It’s been killing me. But if it means it’s going to stop hurting soon, I’ll take it. Please send a small prayer to the running and ankle gods tonight.
Alongside my running news, lots has been happening this week. We started two new modules: Capitalism in Debate (not my kind of class) and Business Finance Plus (my kind of class). One thing I have definitely learnt about myself this week (well maybe more solidified, as I probably already knew this) is that I like things to be right or wrong. I can’t be dealing with “it could be this” or “it could be that”. I’m not a fan of philosophy or “well reasoned arguments”, I like to know if that’s the right answer and why. Hence why I’m struggling with Capitalism in Debate….as the name suggests we literally debate what capitalism is. It’s really pushing me out of my comfort zone and I definitely had a few moments on Zoom where I was silently praying the lecturer didn’t cold call on me to answer.
Whereas Business Finance Plus is much more up my street. You want to price a call option? There’s a formula to follow for that. You want to do an Initial Public Offering? There’s steps to follow to do that. You want to calculate a bonds yield to maturity? You guessed it, follow the process and formula and you’ll get the right answer. Much more my thing. Even though the class runs from 11:30-3:00, it wasn’t as painful as it sounds. It was actually mildly enjoyable.
On Thursday, I attend a virtual Oxford Union event. Joe Wicks, the nations PE teacher, joined us via zoom to talk about his story and the hundreds of “PE with Joe” workouts he has completed over the various lockdowns. I had heard some of his story before, but it was great to hear him at the Union. He seems like a really good guy and he had such energy throughout the interview. Very inspirational.
And just like that, another week has passed us by. There were plenty more walk and talks and zoom workouts and GOTO / EP meetings packed in, which meant by the time Friday evening rolled around I was knackered! We’re all very much looking forward to going back to school tomorrow. I’m hoping to get an early night so I’m raring to go in the morning. I’m still (slowly) reading the worlds most depressing book on loneliness! But before I get to that, I have a very important evening activity to complete…picking out the first back-to-school outfit!