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Where does my time go?


Wow is it Wednesday already?
How the hell did that happen? I swear it was last week only a moment ago.
Well I suppose time flies when you’re having fun, and also doing tones of laundry and dishes and tidying up. I’m starting to wonder how any mum gets time for running & excersise without locking her family in the shed for the afternoon and praying the social workers don’t turn up.*
Having moaned about that I should say my husband is quite accommodating, and will let me run out the door as soon as he gets home. (which is sneakily blissful, as it also means I miss the whole hectic bedtime wrestling and come home to a relatively peaceful house!)
But I do miss running in the afternoon and having time for a shower by myself, all showers these days are taken with at least a one child audience.

Sunday Afternoon Running
I missed the running club Sunday morning, my son had kept me up most of the night, so there was no way I felt like I had enough energy, or coffee, to be seen in public at 9am, certainly not enough to run either.
So I went out in the afternoon, just to run around the park a few times and after about 2.5 miles it was crap and I was about to give up at the end of the current lap. I’m glad I looked at the time, as it turned out that my rubbish running was some of the fastest running I’d done in a LOOOONG time. I cracked on till the end of 5k and smashed my best time ever, by about 4 min. From 37:20 to a new PB of 33:52!
Hooray! I actually feel like that’s a respectable time a real runner would have.

*I would never lock my kids in a shed, and I never have. But I admit to thinking about it when they get up at 5am…

Grumpy, Hungry & Not Fun.


Those are three oretty good ways to describe me today. Others would be “a bit rubbish” or “miserable git” & “Lazy cow.”

Yes, I know we all have our off days, I can’t be an amazing geeky mum every day, and I never expected staying at home to be all Martha Steward type fun, but today was just a day where I wanted a chic little table in the middle of Vienna to sip espresso and eat Sacher Torte. Alas no dice there. (but it was my birthday on Monday if anyone fancies whisking me off as a belated present)

Enough babbling what about running?

Running, with the exception of today, has been going great!

On Sunday I actually ran with a running club, and wasn’t the slowest or the fastest, in fact I was pretty middle of the pack and enjoyed it so much I’m going back this Sunday!

Monday’s 5k was only 5 minutes off my PB, a record from approx 2 years ago, when I was fitter & faster than I am now (and also 6 weeks pregnant!)

While I was out I tried a few of the things the Club leader was talking about, mostly about tying to run on the balls of your feet & not heel strike, and to get a more natural running motion, I was quite hard for me to do and require more thinking than I usually like whilst running, I seriously had to concentrate on my footwork, and lean much further forwards than I am used to. Having moaned about it, the splits where I know I was mostly following his advice were actually the fastest overall, and who knows I could have actually beaten my PB if I’d managed to keep it going. I realise the whole description of the way I was running sounds a little vague, but bear with the grumpy woman and when I’ve found a better mood, I’ll google and add in a better & more useful description.

Tuesday was just full of AWESOME! I don’t know if I set a record, or if it was the slowest run I ever did, but I just really enjoyed all 8k, it wasn’t all ran, I had a run walk thing going on, but it was fun & if I had left the house earlier than 8:30pm I would have stayed out longer & seen how long I could keep it going. Seriously it was like a dream run & what I expect when you read training plans that say “comfortable pace” but darkness & cold, and the need to eat I’d have gone all Gump and just kept on going.

Today, no running, I was supposed to do 8 lots of 400m, but rain and sulking stopped me. Which is a stupid reason, because 1) skin is waterproof & so is a jacket I own and 2) the reason I was sulking is because of diet fail & going out and doing some cardio would have burnt of quite a few of the fail. *sigh* (and probably cheered me up too)

Right that’s it, I’m off for a shower, I’ll try & post in a better mood next time 😉

>DAY 13 – 5KM (37:20)


>PHEW! That was hard work, but fun.
Ok, so I didn’t run all or it. I did 4 intevals, and I walked approx 1.1K of the whole 5.
The whole distance went like this;
Ran – 1K – Felt horrible, got jumped on, twice, by an excited dog & had to run up a hill!
Walk – 300m
Ran – 700m – in hindsight probably could have pushed myself and gone a bit further, but that Dog had lapped me & was comming back for more
Walk – 400m
Ran 1.2K –  this was great,
Walk – 400m
Ran the Final Kilometer, buy kept counting down the final meters, and it started to rain pretty much as soon as this interval began…. but Lance Armstrong told me how great my workout was once I completed it! (thanks to Nike+ the last time it was back in Decemeber, when Paula Radcliffe told me my training was going well! Obviolusly this is a pre recorded thing an a feature of the Nike+ gizmo, but it still makes me smile even more when they pop up & cheer you on!)

I actually punched the air once I completed the 5K, I was well chuffed with myself.

Then I almost had to run to nursery to pick up my daughter from nursery!