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Me... 10 years ago. 
I am pretty lazy. My favourite thing? Doing nothing. Eating while doing nothing actually. I start a few things like diets or the gym. But they never last more than 6 days. No stickability. Happy to give up. Know my place in this world... A bit of clown and always last. 

Last night a friend said to me.. "We have different personalities. You're so determined and push yourself to better your self and I'm happy not to achieve and give up."

Yes. That's me. Right now that's me. I'm hungry for success at work. I'm dogged determined to be a faster runner. And I have real tenacity. I simply won't give up. 

But I wasn't always like this. I was lazy. I was fat. And I was happy to laugh that off. 

I just had no idea how capable I was. No idea. I had accepted that "determination", "strength","will", "success" were for those other people. The ones I envied. 

I just had no idea. Until I ran. 

On that first run I got it all. All of those attributes of one of those people. 

And you know what?  I have JUST realised now, I had them all along. 

What a waste. 

You have them too. You've had them all along. 

Don't settle. Don't accept that lazy is who you are. 

You're one of us. You have been all along. 

Now... Run. 



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Wait. 
Enough. 
I love my body.
And just like that... In the middle of camel pose... Everything changed. I love my body. And I'm gonna start treating it with the respect it deserves. 
I love my body. 
For the very first time in my life ... I love my body. I've hated my body for so long now. I've been treating it like it's a useless failure that lets me down and embarrasses me constantly. 
My body ... I'm so sorry. 
Tomorrow I'll stand tall. I'll make no excuses. I'll be grateful. 
I. Love. My. Body. 

Read this if you're about to give up...

If you are struggling to stay on track know this... You are so close. So close to success. So close. You just can't see it. That's why it feels so far away.
If I told you that I could see it and it looks amazing and it was just around that corner you would keep going. You wouldn't stop.

I know you can't see it ... But it's so close. Don't give up now.

It really is just around the corner.

You're missing out.

I poured this Post Run Pinot just before I headed out the door.  So when the run got tough.... And it did... I dreamed of my Post Run Pinot.  Home now... And it's still sitting there... Waiting.  I'll have my shower then wash down a big feed with it.  Some might say... Why not just pour the wine and skip the run bit? To that I would say... You clearly haven't tasted Post Run Pinot.  And ... You are missing out.