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Crack open the champagne! We did it!! Han and I stuck together for first 17 miles despite the 36,000 other competitors. Very cramped and weird feeling heat pulsating from other runners. Bit creepy really. Mile 6 - the leg started to play up. Despite looking like slow rolling tomato, made it 12 minutes behind Hannah. Got thrashed by giraffe and giant beer bottle.
Feel shattered/elated. Mind blowing crowd. Kids handing out sweets the whole way – delicious! Everyone shouting our names in encouragement. Wonderful running over Tower Bridge, past Houses of Parliament to Buckingham Palace. Not a vehicle in sight. Virgin party at Planet Hollywood complete with celebs, free food, drink and massages also awesome!
Great spending relaxing weekend (anything’s relaxing minus kids) with Justin and Hannah and David. The support Hannah and I have had from friends, family and colleagues this past year has been amazing. A truly unforgettable and, at times, emotional experience that I can honestly say I will NEVER EVER do again!
I'm the one trying to hide behind the scarily athletic twiglet!
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April 2010
25th April
22nd April
14th April
March 2010
21st March
18th & 19th March
7th March
6th March
February 2010
27th February
15th February
January 2010
15th January
11th January
7th January
6th January
5th January
3rd January
1st January
December 2009
31st December
Been plagued with calf muscle injury. Pledged not to run until the Big Day. Cycling and watching inspirational running movies instead. Recommend Run Fat Boy Run. Will met Eddie Izzard at work tomorrow re political story … useful timing. Hope he can offer helpful running tips (as fellow serious runner)…
Super hubbies to the rescue. David and Justin sell £1,200.00 worth of raffle tickets at local supermarket within hours. The secret to their success? (…and why H and I can't compete….). They wore their flying suits and targeted women, who literally and unashamedly, queued up to hand over £'s and phone numbers! Okay boys, raffle's over now - we no longer need you to approach women in street.
Where has February gone? Running to keep up. Starting to enjoy the training when I manage to break away from work. Surprising, used to always loath PE at school. Long long…long time ago now!
Heartened by kind sponsors. One is Aussie flatmate I had in London almost 20 years ago. She'd moved to Brisbane but has unexpectedly resurfaced in London, married with two kids. Had lost contact but she's messaged good luck and generously added to our total. Talk about blast from the past. Really looking forward to catching up with her in person!I had in London almost 20 years ago. She'd moved to Brisbane but has unexpectedly resurfaced in London, married with two kids. Had lost contact but she's messaged good luck and generously added to our total. Talk about blast from the past. Really looking forward to catching up with her in person!
No excuses – (damn) the snow has gone. Been on a meaningful walk. Great to get out. The serious stuff starts now! Hope all of this effort results in an ironing board stomach, buns of steel, fewer wrinkles…
Snow has hampered best intentions to become svelte sportswoman. Training over winter isn’t going to be easy. Been told I need new shoes. Current ones have been causing impressive blisters. Apparently the gel in some running shoes hardens after 18 months. News to me! So those cut price trainers I bought ages ago were a complete waste of money.
Most of the fab businesses supporting us, the Big Birthday Bash and the raffle, got in the local newspaper today. So chuffed and proud of them, wish we could have them plastered across the front page everyday.
You can find the article here.
Super athlete has emailed me a training schedule. Looks quite good, not too difficult. It says I should rest today. ‘Formal training’ very good idea. Can see attraction in becoming professional athlete, ‘ts a bit of a doddle.
Not getting shakes exactly but it’s hard. So hard. That 5 – 7pm slot, well that’s normally happy hour. Diet coke and tea don’t cut it! Justin annoyingly unperturbed.
Really really pleased we’ve decided to stop drinking. Never want to see or smell alcohol ever again….Happy New Year by the way! While guiltily tucked up here in bed I know that being a significant holiday won’t stop that sprightly slip of a girl, (Hannah running partner extraordinaire), from doing crazy super woman training this morning. Think I will exercise my mind instead. Very important part of training. Probably more so than actual running itself – will use deep concentrating positive forward propelling visual techniques, ‘til can see myself crossing the finishing line on 25 April. So many people applauding me; slim slinky sprinter; don’t even look puffed! 26 miles - no problem.
Enjoying a last drink while I can. Am about to become serious athlete. The kind who runs through the snow to Rocky theme, drinks raw eggs and crucially, doesn’t stagger around the kitchen most evenings in happy haze. Anyhow getting fed up with drinks industry sneakily shrinking bottle sizes. Only 2 or so glasses in a bottle nowadays – rip off! Supportive (non-running/sane) hubby Justin and I go cold turkey from the strike of midnight. Ouch!
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