“I’m not a runner.” If you’re here, you’ve probably thought that before. Read on…

I’m not 20 anymore
And you know what? I’ve never felt so fit…

We’ve all been guilty of it, especially as we move into our age thirties and beyond.
A pain in the back. A little ‘oof!’ sound as we swing out of bed in the morning. Being breathless, quite early on in a workout. “There it is!” we say “I’m getting older! It’s all downhill from here!” **cue existential dread**

And in some aspects, it’ a little bit  true, for action sports, maybe we have a little less explosive energy, risk tolerance and general “fuck it,” to be the best. We have bills, people! People who rely on us! To eat and survive and stuff! We can’t exactly yeet ourselves off the biggest jump in the bike park or take the 15-foot set wave of the day without a lil voice in our head saying ‘mmm… perhaps not?’ No longer looking around to the adults in the room- we are the adults in the room. 

However, here’s something you might not know: When it comes to endurance training, like running, your improvement arc looks different. Your thirties and forties and where you start to wind down. It’s actually where it all starts to heat up. Without running, you’re actually more likely to peak later in life… if you work on it and stay consistent. 

In fact, studies show we lose very little endurance capacity between our late 20s and mid-40s.

Which is wild – and reassuring. So babe, enough of that freaking out at every rogue grey hair you find in the mirror. You’re not past it. You might not have even hit it yet.

I remember my first triathlon; I was 30, and for some reason, they wrote our ages on our calf muscles in Sharpie – I guess to sort us into categories. Then, I saw that 3-0 on my leg and thought, Damn. Maybe this is my last shot to perform.
 Even though I was just getting started.

And then came the final leg — the run.

 And these women started flying past me.
 I looked at their calves: 37, 39, 41.
 And I thought, Shit. The old bitches are passing me. Let’s go.

It was a little triggering. But also somehow encouraging.
It hit me: I’m a baby in this sport. The older girls weren’t fading. They were thriving. Solid and steady, with calves that could crack coconuts. Now, it’s completely normal to see people in their 40s performing at high levels in long-distance events. Your abilities don’t drop off a cliff after 30. They can actually pick up to levels you’ve never even experienced yet.

If you stay consistent, if you keep moving, you actually slow down the decline. Drastically.

I get it, I joke about it too. “We’re not 20 anymore.”
But I’m 36. Not 72. And I’ve still got life force, prana and power. And what I love most about the sport of running is the improvement is actually visible and measurable. The part of our monkey brain that wants a little treat and compliment, hard proof we’re moving forward, running satisfies that- if you are consistent you WILL see yourself improving week over week. 

Running makes me feel like I’m moving anti-clockwise, defying aging and defying the clock. Here’s the truth, I’m doing things now I couldn’t at 28. All because of running consistently.

We just announced our new hottest program to date, the STAMINA Summer Program, an 8 week hybrid program fusing running, strength and flow.

Who is this for ? Probably you. Honestly!

What we are offering, in brief ?
A weekly program that’s doable, flexible, and (dare we say?) actually fun. Plus a community to hold you up to it on days your brain tries to bargain.

So this is what I want to tell anyone and everyone: let’s go!

You’ve still got so much inside of you- so start now and I promise you you will 100% surprise yourself.

And if you’re thinking,  “I can’t. I’m not a runner.”  Well, maybe you’re not… until you are.