Commitment

This has been an interesting year.  You may remember that last year I promised Mr P that I wouldn’t train for a marathon this year.  Then Mr P left me, and that was difficult.  And I’ll be honest, I did consider registering for a marathon to console myself, but then I thought perhaps the rest…

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*…

Still here…

I had a week off, courtesy of a lurgy, which saw me with a voice like Selma and wotsername, and energy levels to match.  So I spent a few days in bed, and did nothing at all.  One of the loveliest things of working with a PT is that this was entirely endorsed time off.  So…

Pre-season training….

I’ve signed up with a PT.  Did I mention it?  Anyway.  I have. I’ve done three sessions, now.  The first was just diagnostic so, y’know.  Doesn’t count.  But it tells us that I have wibbly wobbly ankles and need some majorly remedial work on my quads and glutes. The second session focussed most on my…