Running brings out the enthusiasm and positive thinking in me. I have no idea why! From someone who hated running and couldn’t understand why someone would willing put themselves through this torture, to a true running devotee. That’s me! I love running. I like to dream running dreams then slowly work towards making them happen. From running all the way to our letter box to running up a mountain and now running a marathon. My running dreams have known no boundaries.
With most things in life I am Action Woman. I’m Let’s Get This DONE Lady. I’m Don’t Let the Grass Grow Girl! But Pauly? Well, he likes to think about things. To ponder. To mull. Sometimes I call him Mr Procrastination Man, but that really is a bit harsh, he’s thorough and doesn’t act on whims like I can do. And yet he is the risk taker and I am the cautious one. They say opposites attract.
Let me tell you about my husband Pauly and risk taking when it comes to running. He brings new meaning to knowing no boundaries; to jumping in and taking a challenge on full steam.
He’s been a runner for a long time. When we met he liked to run with the Launceston Running Club. He liked to enter the local fun runs if time off the farm permitted. The longest distance he’d run before we met was 13kms in an LRC handicapped race.
Once I conquered 5km and started to feel like a runner, the wave of my running enthusiasm caught my Pauly. I’d research and find fun and interesting runs and suggest them to him and he’d be in. That’s in, boots and all!
There’s a misconception out there that I drive all our running dreams. That I decide what we’re doing and he tags along. And yes there is a certain amount of that mainly because I have more time and inclination to go looking for what’s out there. But it isn’t always the case. Not by a long shot! Let me tell you what my crazy husband is dreaming up.
Orewa Beach Half Marathon – New Zealand
At first glance this doesn’t look crazy at all. It sounds like a lovely half marathon in a beautiful part of New Zealand. We’ll be there so why not try a destination run? But why are we in New Zealand? We’re there for our beautiful niece’s wedding. The wedding is the day before. To get to this event we have several hours of driving from the wedding location and the race starts at 8am – we’re talking at least a 4am start. A race the day after a family wedding? That means not toasting the Bride and Groom with bubbles! That’s ok for my non-drinking-energiser-bunny husband! Did I mention that we are flying on Friday and getting in very late? This lack of sleep thing doesn’t deter my husband one bit! It’s only a half marathon he says. Only???
But it gets crazier still!
The Great PukeokaHu Man v Horse Race – New Zealand
Yes, you read that correctly. This is a marathon distance trail race where the objective is to beat the people on horseback. 42.2kms with a 16 to 1 chance of succeeding and beating the four-legged competitors. The terrain is rough and steep. The altitude gain is on par with Point to Pinnacle. There are no aid or drinks stops as such, participants have to carry their own water and race fuel, but there are refill stations. Spectators and supporters are not allowed out on the course due to the dangerous nature of the event. I think that’s enough information to realise that this is not for the faint hearted.
My husband wants to do this the week after the Orewa Beach Half. Crazy.
I’m all for doing some runs in New Zealand. They don’t have snakes at all, or spiders and ants that bite. Sounds wonderful to me coming from a country where nasties in the bush are common. Orewa Beach I will do (I’ll be the one still half asleep). But Man v Horse? Every respect for the awesome athletes who take on this epic event, but I am so not in their league…I might be an old nag at times but I don’t run fast enough to try and beat one!
See, just for the record, I’m not the craziest one out of the two of us. Pauly is!
Oh and the other thing he’s getting itchy feet to try is a Triathlon – now that’s not crazy but it does show his enthusiasm and desire to keep getting out there and try new things. I’ll be Tri Supporter Number One and no doubt the one who gets the gear ready. Did I mention that Pauly doesn’t know where his own clothes are kept? But rather than temper his latest Kiwi running dreams, I will be there to support encourage and to make sure he has the right gear to get him through! Old Nag, Pack Horse, Wife and biggest fan…that’s me!
Happy running 🙂
PS Pauly is a Kiwi through and through. He moved to Tasmania, Australia 20 years ago.