writing this up as a visible record and reminder to myself to stay on track and achieve this out
I'm a lad in my 50's. I was never an athlete by any means but took up running when I turned 30 and ran a few marathons here and abroad too. life was great, I loved the training nearly more than the marathons themselves, for whatever reason having a strictish structure just worked for someone like me (pressure of commitment to a fixed goal) thought I'd get times down to maybe 3 hours kinda thing then disaster struck. 2014 I broke my hip and ended up having to get a THR. at the time the prevailing logic was not to run again, that was upsetting as it was my main method of getting out and keeping fit, got multiple opinions, researched the arse out of it and tried a couple of the tricks and running styles yadda yadda but eventually resigned myself to giving it up. life took over combined with disappointment over what had happened I unfortunately allowed the depression to win, threw the frame with my photos and finishers medals in the attic and tried to forget. I never forgot though and have decided to do something about it. because these days I feel like a potato and literally unwell, I'm a whopping FOUR STONE heavier than I was back in 2014. It can't be running but it has occurred to me how much I loved cycling in my teens, pre-internet, following the exploits of Kelly, Roche, Early, Kimmage over in far flung Belgium, France, Italy...I even setup a club in the secondary school and got them to agree to let us out for a spin on the Weds afternoons when everyone else was out the back field playing gaa....all 3 of us LOL. so why not? why not get back on the bike, learn how to cycle again, set myself a big big goal and train properly towards it, open a new door and get my life back. so that's the background to all this.