D22 – Friendly lessons
Moving to London was one thing, leaving friends in Copenhagen another, and making brand new a third. The hardest? I don’t know. Their individual aspects made them all in their own way, I think. Why? Because they’re so interconnected and one hard to do without at least one of the others. It went well though, and I’m happy living here but do of course miss my friends from home.
As I promised myself before I got here, I won’t look back at what I once had but forth at what I can create within these newfound settings. First of all to develop myself into being a person more confident in myself, secondly to one able to listen properly to the many inspirational people I’m now surrounded by, and thirdly to one who enjoys giving whatever I can offer in attempt to help others. This development is already going on and it would probably be too soft saying I really fancy the journey. With every day pasning by, conversation ending, mile locked in, and smily face I come across, I feel confident and so secure I made the right decision moving here.
What I have been most surprised by is the way the many warm hearted people I’ve met through running have opened their arms to me and offered their experience for me to be a better, stronger runner who train smart. I know no words big enough to express how much I appreciate this help as well as engagement, and even though a thank you to every one supporting me on this journey is definitely in place, it seems vague compared to what I’d like to express. I’d never come so far, understanding what proper training is about or begun learning how keeping track of diet, training, and mood can actually help me cope with myself and understand why I feel the way I do. It’s these small, innocent chit chats that can change your world view if you fancy trying out the advices and though they might seem scary and different from what you normally do or believe is the right way, please just try to adhere once. They might make the sun shine at you in a different way, put a smile on your face, make you fall in love with something you nearly gave up again and change your current for the better. If not, at least you tried.
I personally thought I’d never love running again after a grim experience at Copenhagen marathon earlier this year, but opening up to a world I found hard understanding before and letting people more experienced than me giving me advices, it happened naturally and turned my world upside down. It’s not like it’s super easy every day, but I keep their words in my mind when I train, prepare for a session or struggle at any point. Luckily for me, they’re very good at reminding me the most important parts as well, indirectly securing I’m not falling again. I just hope my newfound energy, honest smiles, and gratefulness for their help shine through to them as my way of expressing my thankfulness and that I’ll 100% be giving something back whenever they’re in need.
They might be harsh at first, offending in some way, or maybe scary, but they’re friendly lessons and should be appreciated, never ignored or taken for granted..
