Category Archives: running
No aliens to see here
Once upon a time (around a decade ago), many miles away (Bumpkinsville), my brain used to do a weird thing on quite a regular basis. At least, I think it’s weird; I guess other people’s brain might do the same … Continue reading
Running Away from All The Things (very slowly)
I’m not sure what I do can be classed as running away when it’s practically slow motion. It’s more a case of escaping from All The Things for a short time… So many people sent such lovely messages after my … Continue reading
Pumpkin Pog and Bony Tony go on an adventure
Last week I broke the tin opener. It fell into five separate parts while opening a tin of tuna. Then the hoover went bang. Literally. Hetty’s motor joined the big clean up party in the sky. RIP Hetty. At that … Continue reading
a bit of a jump
According to Mr R, I am really, really good at coming to weird conclusions about things. Out of the ordinary noise in the house? Pretty sure it’s a ghost. Hot water not working? Boiler has broken (on this one I … Continue reading
Freezin’
This morning when I took Percy our for our morning plod it was -3.5. I am part toad. (Mum told me this. And it was years ago – nothing to do with my animal impressions this time). So between us, … Continue reading
Cornwall with the new family (not replacing the old family, more of an additional side. These brackets are for the benefit of Sister 2 who thought I might no longer need my blood family. Hopefully this covers it…)
I went to Cornwall over Easter. I didn’t even mention it, did I? It was my first extended time with the boys of Himself as a step mum (or whatever we call people who aren’t actually step parents but are … Continue reading
Maybe I should have stayed on the sofa…
This is what a run looks like when you have got really lost: To be fair, I mostly got lost because two of the roads I needed to go down looked like this: And I tried getting through the brambles … Continue reading
Accidental exhibitionism
You know when you decide to go for a run first thing to deliver an important letter by hand because it will get there faster, only it’s dark so you borrow a fluorescent running top from Himself’s drawer? And you … Continue reading
No trainers needed – part 2
We’ve discussed before that a lot of the enjoyment I get from running is in the finishing. Actually, most of it is. Which means that I frequently have arguments with myself when I lie in bed – especially now it’s … Continue reading
No trainers needed – Ithaca edition
I’m back from a week (mostly) in the sun. Time away from the laptop with family and Himself on the tiny Greek island that I love was fantabulous. Despite having been there quite a few times, I got to … Continue reading
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