About me
A self-confessed running fanatic, the high of setting a new goal and crossing the finish line inspires me to clock up the kilometres each week.
I love running because every run has a purpose. It might be to clear my mind, to be out in nature, to work on my form, to chase down a PB or to spend time with friends. And every run is different, which means you’re always having to adapt your body and mind to match the run. This means running is creating a better you with every stride, and I love that.
I believe that every abled body person has what it takes to run. You have the design and the circuitry to run. You may not think you can run, but if you strip away all the excuses, you’ll soon realise that running is hardwired into us. We were literally born to run. With the right information, mindset, gear and training plan, I believe you can run .
But there’s more to me than running. I’m a fierce social justice and equality advocate. I’ve spent most of my career working in communications and reputation management roles for purpose-driven organisations.
But the role I’m most proud of is being Mum to my darling toddler Levi and newborn Abby. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to have a family, but I’m so grateful my husband Andy and I got to experience it. Raising my darlings is the best thing I’ve ever done, and luckily for me – it seems that Levi shares in my joy of running. I hope Abby will too!
About this blog
Whether you’re a newbie to the running scene or a seasoned athlete, my blog – I heart running – brings the latest running trends and gear to readers – wherever you are.
My running journey
As I grew up, I ran and exercised less, and studied and partied more. While my runners gathered dust in the back of the cupboard, my text books and high heels were getting a workout, and running didn’t get a look-in.
Then, at a low point in my early twenties I refound the joy of running. On a blistering hot day I. naievly decided to go for a run around Princes Park. It was 3.5km of hell and afterwards I felt like I was going to either puke or pass out.
On that afternoon, as I lay on the grass sucking in air and berating myself for thinking I could run that far without stopping, I realised I’d pushed through the pain and made it to the finish line. I’d surprised myself. From that day on, I ran my way out of sadness.
I found that running gave me purpose and helped me focus on what was positive in my life. It challenged my body and mind and with every stride I could feel myself becoming a better, stronger and happier person.
Ever since, I’ve been running through life – and most of the time with a big smile on my face.
Keep running
Laura xo