I started walking in March of 2012. Mainly to heal myself, to be honest. Losing my grandma had a deep impact on me and I felt so helpless, I didn't know what to do with myself. So I did the one thing, I knew how to do: walk. And then I started running at the end... Continue Reading →
Run for your life.
If I can say one thing about myself with certainty, it's that I am not sporty. In no way did I ever enjoy the occasional run, the quick weight-lift work-out, the pilates/yoga/thai boxing/zumba class or the fancy stationary cycle. I was a chubby kid and gym class was - to say the least - not... Continue Reading →