Panic stations. It’s less than 10 weeks until the Edinburgh Half Marathon, and I’ve not really done much training. I’ve done a lot of spinning and written a book, but running has not been happening.
So this morning, I went onto the Edinburgh website and changed my predicted race time. When I entered, I was determined to break one hour 30, but that was last year when I was still running. There’s no way I can do that in 10 weeks, and I didn’t fancy lining up on the start next to all the super speedy runners. Instead, Continue reading
THREE months ago I decided to stop training as much, and instead focus on my writing projects. I set myself the challenge of completing the first draft of my book. I knew my fitness would suffer, but in order to achieve my writing ambitions it had to be done.
That was back in December. Since then, I’ve cobbled together 80,000 words of my book, completed a short story course, and had two pieces of writing accepted for publication in magazines and anthologies.
I have written during my lunch hour at work, in the evenings after work, at weekends, and even used my daily commute to think about scenes. It has been a slow and frustrating process where I regularly doubted myself. But I have done it, and I can’t help but feel a little bit proud. The book is a long way from being published, but I have material that can be re-written, edited, and whipped into shape.
The only problem now is that I am Continue reading
TODAY Chris and I gave ourselves the day off running, and instead spent it with our family.
It’s been an incredibly sad and emotional week for all of us because on Tuesday my auntie died. We’re absolutely devastated. She was an amazing person, and always so fit and healthy, which makes her death even more unfair.
I can’t believe she’s gone. Only a few months ago she was dancing at our wedding, then cycling in Italy. I loved and admired her, enjoyed talking to her about books and music, and can’t belive that I’m not going to see her again.
Today I just didn’t want to run. I’ve not wanted to run much all week. Instead I’ve spent time with my family. We’ve laughed, we’ve cried, but most of all we’ve remembered my lovely auntie.