DURING dinner on Thursday my friend challenged me to take part in a duathlon.
‘Run, bike, run,’ he said. ‘You’ll love it.’
I wasn’t so sure, and certainly didn’t want to commit to anything. ‘I’ll think about it.’
‘Come on!’ Jon wouldn’t take no for an answer. ‘It’s only a 4K run, 20k bike ride, and 4k run.’
‘You could do the longer one if you wanted.’
‘No thanks,’ I said. ‘I’m fine with the short one.’
‘So it’s a yes then?’
‘No! It’s a maybe.’ I wasn’t going to be forced into anything. I promised to think about it
On Friday I did give it some thought, so much thought that I Continue reading
KEEPING motivated is hard, but I’m trying to stay focused and strong. Here’s how training looked last week.
Monday: This was a steady paced hilly run over seven and a half miles. I really enjoyed it, even though I had Continue reading
THE Great North Run is only three weeks away, so now’s the time to start thinking of my race day plans.
I have a running vest, kindly supplied by Action for Children. I need to start wearing this for some of my runs.
I have a race number and race day information, which I need to read.
I have several pairs of trainers so need to decide whether I’m racing in my Adidas Boost or On Cloud. If it’s the Clouds, I’ll need to buy a new pair.
I also need to decide what my target pace will be. If my current training’s anything to go by this could be anything from 6.40 to 9 minute mile pace.
I’m starting to get a bit nervous. It’s a long time since I last raced the half marathon distance. Training has been difficult. For the past few weeks I’ve been Continue reading
STAYING up to watch the Olympics meant I had a few late nights last week. On Saturday I didn’t go to bed until 4am (technically Sunday). I haven’t seen 4am since the nineteen nineties. The late Olympic nights are starting to take their toll on my body, but they’re really inspiring my mind.
‘I’m going to the next Olympics,’ I told Chris. We were sitting on the sofa, eyes glued to the TV while munching our way through a family bag of minstrels.
‘Pardon? Chris said.
‘I’m going to the next Olympics.’
‘Hahahahhaha.’ Chris almost fell off the sofa laughing. Thankfully, his reaction did not crush my Olympic dreams.
‘I am,’ I said. ‘I want to do that.’ I pointed to the telly where an Olympic gymnast was spinning round in the air. He landed on the mat then launched himself into the air again, resuming his spinning and somersaulting. ‘Well maybe not gymnastics,’ I said. ‘I’ve never been able to do a forward roll, but I could do something else.’
The BBC coverage switched to rowing. ‘I’m tall,’ I said. ‘I could be a rower.’
‘Have you seen how skinny your shoulders are?’ Chris pointed to my shoulders. ‘Rowers need big arms.’
I wondered which sport required big legs and bony shoulders. Cycling? That was it I’d Continue reading
IT’S two years since I launched my blog. Well, it’s actually two years and one month. The blogging birthday was in July, but with our holiday and my birthday celebrations, I completely forgot.
When I realised, I was rather chuffed. For two years, I’ve managed to keep my blog going and even attract a few readers along the way. Surely that’s something to celebrate. So I rushed off to the cake parlour, conveniently located down the road, and bought a few buns and cakes to celebrate.
While munching my cakes, I decided to look back at some of my posts from the past 24 months and share a few. There are some I really like and some I wish Continue reading
I CAN’T believe it’s August already. Where’s the summer going? I’m determined to make the most of the warm weather and light evenings, so much so that I’ve spent most of the week outside. And I’m pleased to say that it’s been a good training week, but there’s still a long way to go.
Monday: Chris joined me for a steady eight-mile run. It was steady for Continue reading
THERE’S nothing better than getting your long run out of the way first thing on a Sunday morning.
By 11am I’d done 13.1 miles in one hour forty-eight. This was a minute and a half slower than last week’s run, but there were no Continue reading