So, apparently, I’m only human.
Every time I get a little over-ambitious about what I can achieve in a day – how far I can travel, paddle, climb, run – my body likes to remind me with certain aches, pains and strains that I’m only human.
I often get asked what my recovery regime is and who is the best at what they do in sports injuries in Hong Kong. So, here goes.
Excuse me while I divert off the HK theme for a post, but I‘m Australian and I’m proud of it. I grew up with scuffed knees from “running around in the bush” with my friends and was a boy girl scout; autonomy, resourcefulness and a sense of adventure were instilled in me from a young age. (It’s no wonder I’ve got into trail running, come to think of it.)
But it wasn’t until I moved to Hong Kong three years ago that I ran on a proper “trail” and got hooked on this type of running (long distances through nature, often solitary). So truth is, even though Australia is packed full of bush and diverse terrain made perfect for trail running, I’ve not yet been lucky enough to be a part of it.
Over the last few months I’ve met some awesome trail runners from back home who are championing the sport and I’m stoked to have learnt a lot more about the scene “down under” as well as some cool races going on in my ‘hood.
I’ve put together my “bucket list” of Aussie trail/ultra adventures that I hope to take part in one day, hopefully sooner rather than later. Why? To keep myself honest, and to also give my HK/Asia based running friends/adventure junkies some inspiration for their future running goals a little further afield than usual.
1. Big Red Run - 250km in 7 days / 100km / 42km desert run – 8 July onwards
The sun peeking its head out (amongst the dense pollution) this morning was a nice reminder that summer is on its way. But, for my fellow adventure junkies, summer = stinking hot weather & limited outdoor activities. And for runners, it means a change of pace (or for many, stopping altogether).
I caught up with a running friend this morning who asked , “If I can’t run in summer, what can I do?” Which got me thinking, what am I going to do this summer when I can’t do my favourite thing (trail running)? While you can still run during summer, you’ve got a few more elements to contend with: serious humidity (increasing the risk of dehydration/heat stroke) and snakes (seriously, I saw three last year). It’s kinda not so pleasant.
So I’ve put together a list of my summer pursuits. It’s not looking so bad after all (and, hey, I even managed to sneak some running in).
“Life is a daring adventure,
Or nothing at all” – Helen Keller
Adventure doesn’t have to mean flying half way across the planet, venturing into the wilderness, enduring sub-zero temperatures or extreme heat while trying not to get eaten by large animals.
Adventure can simply mean doing something new, unusual or a bit different; something outside your comfort zone.
And for an ultra marathoning, boxing-loving adventure chick, doing ballet is pretty much as close to doing something “new, unusual or a bit different” as I get.
Let’s put this into context. My disinterest in ballet started 25 years ago when my mother – a ballerina until she was 17 – dragged me to ballet. Rather than taking part, I did cartwheels instead. Much to my mother’s dismay, I didn’t last long.
As I walked my dog through Sheung Wan’s lane ways this afternoon, lost in a sunny afternoon reverie, I was startled by an enthusiastic “Hello!” Opposite Cafe Loisel sat a smiling, happy brunette (I later discovered her name was Dom). “Would you like a free book?” she offered.
In a city where smiles are scarce and generosity is even scarcer, I was intrigued. By Dom’s side sat an old trunk full of books in English and French. I sat down with her while she explained her story.
Beautiful Dom met the man of her dreams a little over ten months ago and is now taking the plunge to travel to New York to be with him. She had confidence in her dream and – just this week – landed a brilliant job and will soon be leaving town.
“But what am I going to do with all my books?” she explained her quandary. In a moment of creativity, Dom decided she would set herself up on a beautiful Hong Kong afternoon and open her treasure chest – and her heart- to her neighbours. Read More
Touch Footy, or as it’s more affectionately known by its followers, “Touch”, seems like a pretty simple sport. There’s a ball, a lot of space and six players between you and the try line. You’ve got six goes to run around your opposition before you hand the ball over and the other side has a go. Easy, right?
If any of you’ve played touch football at anything above the “throw it around in the park” level, you will know that touch football has a lot of rules, a lot of tactics and a lot of technique. What’s more, it’s a lot of fun.
Are you an adventure baby with dirt in your skirt? If so, listen up, this post is for you. (But hey, the gents can probably find something in here they can relate to when it comes to understanding the adventure babes in their life.)
I’ll admit it, I’m a bit of a “Tom Boy”. I swear infrequently at the best of times and atrociously when provoked. I am more comfortable in my running tights and a hoody than high heels and a tight dress (although, when it does happen, I’m happy to say I pull it off). I can run with the boys, hold my own on the ski slopes, throw a strong torpedo pass and pack a serious punch. (Just whatever you do, don’t get me hanging off a rope or submerged in a scuba suit – they are my two worst fears).