Licked it, got the T shirt!

Oh, my! Well that’s one to tick off the bucket list, for sure… I set off for Greenwich Park at about 8:30, to find a sea of people also heading for the red start area.  I don’t know why I was surprised; with almost 40,000 runners, it was never going to be short of traffic!…

Nearly there…

Two sleeps.  Or two not-a-lot-of-sleeps.  We’re heading down to Greenwich tomorrow to pick up my race number and spend the night pretty much as close as we can to the start line. I am nervous.  Actually, probably more nervous than I was before Brighton.  I know I’m hurt, and I don’t know how it’s going…

Long time coming…

On Sunday, it’ll be 8 weeks till the marathon and one week until Warwick Half.  This is my ‘de-load’ week.  I’m scaling back the amount of running this week, to allow my legs to rest and consolidate all they’ve learnt over the past few weeks. Last week, I was mostly in Lincoln.  Which meant I…

Fundraiser – want to come?

I’m writing a blog today because my muscles – specifically my gluteus maximus muscles – are super DOMS-y from Becky’s new weights routine, and consequently I’m no good for much else but sitting down.  Tuesdays are now more varieties of squat than I even knew existed – including some olympic lifting that involves me *stamping*…

New Year’s Difficulty

New Year’s Eve is a difficult time for me.  I have PTSD, which is related to an old relationship and NYE.  Each passing year, I think it will be easier.  But each year it serves simply as a trapdoor through time and the evening passes in a haze of flashbacks, panic attacks, breathing exercises and…