Running regression

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As you might suspect from the insanely original title of this post, I am facing a bit of a running regression at the moment.  I think it is down to reduced fitness. I quite the personal trainer about a month ago now. M said he wouldn’t pay for it anymore as it wasn’t “working” ie I wasn’t getting skinny enough. And then he said he would and then he said he wouldn’t and then we were separating and it just isn’t in my budget when I already have a gym membership anyway.

But the gym isn’t so easy as the toddler doesn’t go well with people she doesn’t know – the only way we can change that is to make her go more often but it’s a bit of  trial and I feel bad at the moment as she is spending more time without me due to the separation and it is making her more clingy. I don’t want to push her.

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Doing the run shuffle

Running is such an unpredictable beast. Some days you soar like an eagle when you didn’t even feel like moving off the couch (a la my ParkRun on Saturday) and others, it is a shuffle to the very end even though the desire to run is great. That was my experience today.

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Today, I wanted to run with everything I had. Continue reading “Doing the run shuffle”

Some days we surprise ourselves 

8:30pm – 4am

This is turning into my standard night’s sleep at the moment. Hideous no matter how you slice it but particularly crap when the first hour involves getting up and down to tell the 6 year old and his sleepover buddy to go to sleep. Then the remaining 6.5 hours are spent joyously settling the toddler. Continue reading “Some days we surprise ourselves “

The Runner Within Me

I didn’t actually know there was a runner within me at all until I was about 36 years old* and even then I was just trying it on for size. I never actually expected her to be in there, waiting for me to free her.

In my hey day I was a cigarette smoking party girl so running, Continue reading “The Runner Within Me”