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This time last year the Marriotts Way 10k was my first ever 10k race, which I was really nervous about. Fast forward a year and I’m busy being nervous about my first Half Marathon. How things change! Another thing that changed significantly this year was the weather. Last year I loved the Marriotts Way run,
Today I am in such a rush to get stuff done as I am going away for the weekend camping. At 2pm I thought I better go out quick. So off I went. Turns out that even if you’re only running a mile you should still put your proper running pants on and not
I went out for another short run today. No real pain from my thigh, but my achilles has started to feel sore, is this one of those “all the bits are connected” things? Who knows. Maybe the running gods just hate me this June. I carefully took photos of my feet and sweaty post run
Woo! Yeah baby! It might have only been a mile, but I am functioning normally, ish. I’ve never been so aware of every muscle twinge as I was today, terrified of hurting myself further. But I was ok. It was however hideously humid, which always affects my breathing as I’m asthmatic, so the mile was
Oh dear. I am hurt. Todays intention had initially been to head out for a 10k. But the ache that started as that stabbing pain in my thigh on Friday night was still there so I downgraded my intentions to 4 and a bit miles. We drove out to the lake we used to run
So today I had to have my run done before I leave the house at 12:30 as I won’t be coming back till tonight. So I sat in bed and procrastinated until 10:30 and then got up to run round the block in a panic. My legs feel quite heavy and tired today, maybe because
Having just sat in a car for 6 hours the first thing I normally think when I get to my house isn’t normally “lets go for a run”, it’s normally “where’s the beer?” But today I came straight in, dumped my bags and went for a run round the block. It was actually a perfect
Yep, that’s right. Failed. Totally and utterly. It’s a boring story, but that’s never stopped me before. I’m in hotels this week. I started this morning in Walsall and would end it in Preston. I was just going to do the mile minimum run today when I reached Preston about 6pm. When I arrived at
Ugh. Last night I went to fabulous party. It was organised by Mr Chick and some of our male friends, and all the ladies were treated to an open air screening of Moulin Rouge. Complete with punch, cava, spiced rum, spiked hot chocolate and absinthe. Oh, and the glass of wine and two rum cocktails
