Running Diaries {The Lake Vyrnwy Half Marathon}

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.  […]

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Running Diaries

‘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 […]

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Low and I are hoping to recreate this photo…

^^ 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 […]

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sweat. smile. repeat.

…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 […]

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pump i’r penwythnos #3 {five for the weekend}

Apparently, 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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