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That morning, months ago, when I bumped into someone I knew at a garage in Coedpoeth, little did I know our quick five minute conversation would end up in me signing myself up to run a half marathon. And for my Dad and sister to sign up the following week. But that’s just what happened. […]
Read More‘Tis true! It’s 6:15am and my alarm is going off. Half asleep, I think to myself “sod that!” and continue to press snooze for the next thirty minutes. It’s 6:45am and the guilt is s l o w l y creeping in. A discussion {…or argument?} with myself for a few minutes results in me being […]
Read More^^ from the left, Uncle Rich and Dad. I’m going to take a wild guess here {cos that’s just the wild kinda gal i am…!} and say it was taken around 1981. ^^ We have just done our longest run together tonight and are feeling positive. So, come September, Low and I, {not forgetting plenty […]
Read More…or in my case, go purple in the face, smile {kind of} and repeat. Nothing like entering into a half marathon to get you off your backside is there?! But that’s just what I needed to happen. And in my first week of ‘right-come-on-let’s-do-this’ training, I managed 3 runs…in 3 days! I know, surprised myself there. But then I couldn’t walk […]
Read MoreApparently, because it’s sunny AND the weekend, Mam, Dad and his guitar are coming round tonight {and no doubt a bottle of red}. This is the first time we’ll both have our guitars and I’m excited to see what he’ll teach me. I hope it’s something better than “London Bridge is falling down” {which I taught myself} but, bloodyhell, […]
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