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Thursday, 30 July 2015

Week 2 run and stop

Had a fabulous run on Saturday - 6kms while Mr T took Pip to swimming class. 



And Monday morning had the fun of a river run in Weybridge. 
As I had to travel to The wedge of London for work, I stayed overnight in a hotel in Weybridge. The river Wey runs through it and, after some searching on the Internet (I love the Internet) I found that I could run by the river and see the lock

It was a nice looking morning over the hotel window, and the drizzle was a surprise when I got outside. I'm glad as, to be honest, if I'd known it was drizzling I may not have left the house. Any old excuse...

But I had 5 lovely kms -starting on the street and then along by the river. Seeing fabulous homes,house boats, the lock and nice morning walkers and runners. 

Then I should have run Wednesday or Thursday but I didn't. For many reasons including a chest cough. But just excuses. 

So tomorrow morning (Friday) I'll have to be up and at it early! 
Before the mayhem of the weekend begins!



Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Re-jigging the plan.

My plan to run a marathon this year had taken a step back. Some major life stuff came up and so for 6 weeks I didn't train or eat like I should have. 

So I'm re-jigging and making a decision. I'll be in Sydney for the blackmores half again this year so I'm going to do that! 

Now to get my ass moving and shrinking :)








Monday, 20 July 2015

Sitting. Breathing.

A brief stop in a day that started at 330am with a little girl wake up call, a 5am work call to Sydney, lots of spreadsheets and data all day, 4pm call to Denver, dinner, bedtime for little girl and now a brief pause before the 9pm call. 
Wow. 
Beautiful sky, a breeze sweeping the clouds along, the church bell ringers practicing and a gin and tonic nearby. 

And...interrupted. My mother in law is staying. She has Parkinson's and dementia and wanders the house at times, lost and confused. Sad. 

Right then, back to the work world and meetings at 9pm. 

Thanks clouds, bells, wind and gin for that little moment.