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!…
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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…
Old Dog…
Seems you *can* teach an old dog new tricks, and this weekend I’ve done me some learning. Having smashed my Thursday fast short run, Becky and I took a look at my data. Specifically, I wanted to know why I’ve found it so hard to run any distance lately. We looked at heart rate and…
NAILED IT!
Today I set out for my fast 6km Thursday run. You remember me whingeing last week about how “fast” and “8km” were mutually incompatible ideas? Well I discussed it with Becky, and she agreed that perhaps we should start the build-up at 6km. So this week, my first official marathon training week, was a fast…
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…
Starting over
My place in the London Marathon was confirmed, this week. I will be fundraising for a fabulous charity, and I’ll upload details when I’ve sorted them out and started my fundraising page. It’s a charity which supports families suffering from domestic abuse. A cause very close to my heart, and I’m delighted to be running…
Listening to the brag of my heart
Many reasons why this post is so entitled… It’s about confidence; it’s about survival; it’s about I am, I am, I am. At the end of last year, I was reading the Run Mummy Run Facebook group, where people were discussing their annual stats. And I wondered – I genuinely did – how they knew….
Weekend positives
Well, I forgot to do this yesterday, but here are my three positives from the first week of a training programme: I am adapting to running in heat. Slowly, and painfully, but adapting all the same. Turns out you need to hydrate properly *all* week -not just on run days. I have survived the first…
starting blocks
Well, it’s been a largely lazy time since I last wrote anything here. I’ve been running without a programme which, as I think I’ve mentioned before, isn’t my best plan. Still, with no events to train for, and my mojo declining as a result, I’m pretty pleased I’ve been running at all! I’ve managed a…
It’s a family affair…
That slightly gauche young man is my son. He’s 17, and just doing his A/S levels (or whatever they’re called this year). Very occasionally, he comes for a run with me and once in a while he’ll come home from his Dad’s saying he’s run there. This morning, despite an entrenched antipathy to early rising and a…
Over the finish line!
I’m in that mass of people. We gathered in Preston Park at 8:30 yesterday morning, where I met up with a handful of the Run Mummy Run community, and chatted in particular to one lovely lady [edit: it was Lisa Jay, who was a star!] as we queued roughly forever for the race toilets… And then…
Running Between The Water Stations 