Saturday 26 February 2011

Be aware...



Finding hard to motivate myself to blog at the moment which is a shame as I'm sure when I look back I will wish I had documented more of my 3 marathons in 3 weekends journey. However with arranging the charity auction last weekend, very successful, thanks to those who attended, and the track marathon for April 2nd it seems I spend all my time running or online anyway so the blog takes a back seat.

Anyway, back to the title, and I feel I must make everyone aware of what is happening outside your front door even as I write. I noticed it as soon as I went for my 6 miles this morning, there in the sky, a big bright yellow thing, it reminds me of something but I can't put my finger on it. I heard an old couple talking about it and think they said it's 'The Gun', maybe we are under attack? If it is a gun I think it must be a laser as it is very warm. I put the news on as soon as I got home but they aren't reporting it, probably another Government cover up. Call me paranoid if you like. As I have been writing this the clouds have appeared and the yellow thing has disappeared, careful though because I think it is still there. Please let me know if you hear anything.....

So is 5 weeks until marathon number one, please shout at me if I don't blog at least twice a week

Wednesday 9 February 2011

The real reason for running?


Had 15 planned for today, took my kit into college and was already to go when I got a phone call saying Rob had to come home from school with a bad belly. These things happen and with Laura's shift I knew there would be no running for me today. Happily a Number two sorted out Rob's belly, hell I have even managed to unblock the toilet now.

Nothing however can excuse my consumption of crap, in what those who read the blog regularly (I do actually have 6 followers) will identify as a recurring theme, since the days run was cancelled.

A trip to the Co-op secured a Double Decker, a Wispa, two packs of McCoys and a Cadburys Cream Egg (which I had golloped down within ten seconds of my pin number being accepted). All the chocolate has already gone, the chocolate digestives have had a good hammering, have had sausages, mash and beans for tea and despite the icky feeling in my belly and the feeling of guilt the McCoys will have it soon too....

I honestly would be the fattest bastard around if I didn't run so bloody much and in order to mitigate for my excesses am going to do an 18 miles doubler tomorrow. Up at 0530 for 8 @ 8.15mm pace and then 10 tomorrow evening including 4 miles @ 7.15mm pace. This will make up for having to miss Friday due to Laura's shifts too. In fact I would put money on, with 4 days healthy eating too, that by next Monday morning I will have shed a couple of pounds, especially taking 8 miles Saturday and 22 Sunday into account. Good job I don't really drink anymore though. The charity night will be my first since new Year (7 weeks)and my only until post VLM (another 9 weeks).

So returning to the title the question is whether as much as I love running (usually), enjoy the races I take part in and am genuinely happy about what my efforts do to help those less fortunate than myself is it possible the best thing about all the miles is that it keeps Cedric, the fat man inside me, from bursting out in a big blubbery mess?

Tuesday 8 February 2011

I'm so tired


"I'm so tired, I haven't slept a wink
I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink"

Don't want to moan so will make it brief but as much as I am looking forward to the charity event next weekend and the marathons it will be nice to get the event out of the way and relieve a bit of the pressure. The stress of organising, trying, unfortunately in vain in many cases, to get friends and family to attend and secure auction and raffle items feels like it is having a detrimental affect on the training. Was really tough tonight doing a 6 mile recovery, could possibly have had something to do with the pie mash and gravy I had 2 hours before as well though, lol.

New running daps were cracking though...