Not Running

A solitary foil finisher’s blanket, hanging from a tree, seems to sum it up well: my foot injury, months of not running, chasing the semi-privatised NHS to care about a non-life threatening issue.

I’ve been having pain along the outer side of my right foot since the tail end of last year. Even cycling has become difficult. Seeing all the runners enter the Reading Half Marathon made me really jealous, and that feeling isn’t going away now that Running Buddy has signed up for Race to the Tower.

I have tried to do all the right things: rest, see my GP. I was referred for an X-ray to rule out a stress fracture and now am awaiting the next step, hopefully physio, or something else that will get me back out there. In the meantime, this sad, discarded blanket shows a little of how I feel about the situation.

Farnborough Winter Half Marathon

I have never felt so much like dropping out of a race before it even started. 6am on Sunday morning was not a pleasant place to be. I was out late the day before and didn’t get much sleep. On top of that, I ate nothing but junk on the Saturday, finishing off with takeaway pizza. (Never mind a T-shirt saying “Vegan Runners”; we need one saying “fuelled by Dominoes”.)

This topped off a couple of weeks of fast-tracked, last minute training, trying to increase mileage by too much, too soon. I also did a hard training session on the Wednesday before, which may not have been the best plan.

As if all of the above wasn’t enough, it was absolutely chucking it down so we started the event by queuing for the toilet in the rain. We weren’t surprised that the queue for the toilet was so long as we don’t have the best impression of 02:09 events. (See my post about the South Downs Marathon 2017, when they ran out of water on the hottest day of the year.)

The rain stopped a little while after the race started though, as it became small fragments of ice, then light snow.

The thing about running a longer distance is that it doesn’t matter how light the rain is, slow steady precipitation will always soak you through eventually.

I don’t mind admitting that after an hour, I was really quite uncomfortable.

That was around the time that my Running Buddy turned to me and said, “This is your idea of a Christmas present – thanks for that!”

(He conveniently forgot that running this race was actually his idea in the first place.)

The course showcased some nice parts of Farnborough, running alongside a golf course and a country estate. It was all on pavement though and I really felt that the day after.

Despite everything, neither of us dropped out; we just slogged it out to the end, sticking together to the finish line, which we crossed after 2h3m45s.

RB reckons I could have gone faster but the point of this race was to support each other and get a decent distance completed before the end of January. To be honest, I’m happy to get the time I did after my abysmal preparation.

It was when I finished the race that I really started to get cold though. Seriously cold, my hands were completely swollen up and it was all I could do just to walk back to the car (it felt like a really long walk) and sit there with the heater on, thawing out.

It has to be said that at Reading, they give you those little silver blankets to stop you from freezing at the end. There was none of that here, although they were handing out milkshakes and cool race packs.

The thing I would say about 02:09 events, is that they just don’t seem to be prepared for any kind of unusual weather. I have now run one of their events in a heat wave, and one in the snow.

Later on, once I was showered, changed and comfortable again, that was when I started caring about the race pack.

It had electrolyte drink tabs, decent snacks, vitamins for your immune system and a hat!

We went for a pub lunch after that; it’s become something of a tradition. My Running Buddy’s mum came along to support, as she often does. She is a qualified NHS nutritionist and, despite her telling me that she does not specialise in sports performance, I asked her lots of stupid questions about ketogenic diets, the fat burning zone, protein supplements, and so on.

I did all of this whilst tucking into a lamb roast and then a sticky toffee pudding with custard.

(I’ve been taking the vitamins by the way, as ever since Sunday, I’ve started sneezing throughout the day. That’s normally how colds begin isn’t it? Well, as long as I don’t get one of the nasty strains of flu going around the UK at the moment, I’ll be happy!)

A Halloween Fun Run

A while back, I set myself the challenge of running 100k by the end of October (not all in one go). The project is called Running Down Dementia. The idea is to raise £100 for Alzheimer’s research and run 100k.

Anyway, I got complacent and just a little bit lazy about tracking all my mileage, especially since the website widget didn’t seem to work. (I think they have fixed that now.) So I’ve had to run my arse off over the last week or so.

I ended up on 95k by the weekend and thought a Halloween 5k fun run would be a good way to finish up the challenge.

This race was held in Thames Valley Park, Reading, and I think the organisers put a lot of effort into making it a great event. See just one small part of the display below (a carved pumpkin in a rowing boat):


And the sea of Halloween pirates below (pun intended):


It all kicked off at 8pm, to the sounds of sea shanties and Irish jigs being blasted through the speakers, and followed a course through the woods.

Night running can be a really unique experience, especially on a clear night, with the moon visible through the silhouetted trees.

There was another nice touch to be had around the 4k mark- a band of drummers in a clearing. Think intro to Michael Jackson’s “They don’t really care about us”.

I have a new running buddy who ran the race with me but he has issues with his knees so has to take it easy. Nevertheless, we came in at 33:14, and that was only his third run since we’ve been training together.

Upon crossing the finish line, we received one of the funnest running packs ever: chocolate coins, jellies, and a fiddle toy. (I would definitely recommend bringing kids to this and letting them do the 2k fun run.)

I finished the event with a tasty post-race cup of pumpkin soup.

Dietary Cholesterol (and Why You Should Care)

This post has a perspective on cholesterol that I have never heard before so I thought I would share it…



Cholesterol is a waxy, fatty compound that is made inside the bodies of all humans and animals.  According to the National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute, our bodies make all the cholesterol we ever need, without us having to consume any.

Because cholesterol is only found inside of bodies, the only foods that contain cholesterol are meat, dairy, and eggs (this includes chicken, fish, etc).

There are two types of molecules that contain cholesterol in our body, which are the high-density lipoproteins and the low-density lipoproteins. LDLs deliver the cholesterol to different parts of the body (where it generates hormones, vitamin D, and digestive substances). HDLs then move the cholesterol from the parts of the body to the liver, where it is removed from the body entirely. This process completely happens without any need for consumption of  cholesterol (meaning without meat, dairy, or eggs).

Because the average…

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Most Active Blog Award

I have received a nomination for the Most Active Blog Award. I can’t say I post all that often and have dropped out of the picture for a while at least once (except for using the reader). I guess my blog is active in the sense that it’s about running, but I think that’s cheating!

Anyway, I am thankful for my nomination, which came from Sage, who is a new blogger with an unusual concept. She writes about…well, life, essentially. I won’t say too much except that you can find her blog here.

My nominees are:

  1. Plz do life – a personal weight loss journey and posts about the ketogenic diet, including recipe suggestions
  2. Love Yourself – this blog is full of positivity
  3. Lost in between worlds – part time management, part weird alien artwork, part…well, just about anything goes on this blog
  4. And I say follow your heart – this blog only has a few posts so far but the latest one is quite powerful
  5. Why Yoga – no prizes for guessing what this blog is about

To my nominees, these are the rules:

  • Create a new post saying that you’ve been nominated by me, including a link to my blog.
  • Nominate other bloggers and let the cycle continue.

Also, you could check out New Blogista and That Girl4Ever who came up with the award.

First run in three weeks

I have been very lazy lately. It started out with putting running on hold to focus on getting a lot of other things done but then as one week off became two weeks off, I developed the habit of not getting out there. 

I think this is very easily done. I have heard it said over and over from self-improvement type people that habit is more important than motivation. Habit is reliable; it keeps the wheels turning long after fickle motivation has moved on, or burnt itself out. 

So I’m trying not to be too harsh on myself. (If you could peek  inside my head, you would know that this isn’t an easy thing for me. My internal voice tends to come out with stuff like: “What’s your excuse today? You’re so lazy, you make me sick. You’ll put all the weight you lost back on at this rate. You’ll lose fitness etc. etc.”) 

Thoughts like this won’t change the fact that I’ve had three weeks if inactivity. 

On top of that, who’s to say a rest is actually a bad thing, especially after non-stop training for events throughout the whole year to date? A lot of professional runners have a few weeks off at the end of the season. It is highly beneficial as it gives the body a chance to rest and repair. 

Of course, I’m not a professional and I didn’t plan to have a break. But let’s just sweep that inconvenient consideration under this rug for a minute shall we? 

I may have inadvertently done myself a favour, even if I am full of it. 

And none of the above analysis does anything to change the period of inactivity. In fact the only thing that can amend it is to get back on it again, like I did this morning. 

If you ever find yourself experiencing a slump like mine, whether it’s been three weeks, three months or even three years, don’t let negative thoughts stop you from sorting yourself out. Accept what you can’t change, lace up those shoes and be glad about it! 

Internal monologues


I can’t be bothered to run today. It’s the first day of my holiday and I’ve lost the early morning magic. I let a few hours slip away already. The day’s basically done now anyway.

I’m allowed to have one lazy day on the first day of my holiday and I did a lot of driving yesterday to get here, and I’m tired because I couldn’t sleep-in past 06:30, as usual (thanks for screwing up my body clock, work!)

And I can’t be bothered. AND I DON’T WANT TO.



Wow, this is going well – killed my first kilometre in less than five minutes. I hope I do this again tomorrow. I just need a bit less faff tomorrow morning.

Hello, friendly old lady, good morning to you as well!



Cool, 5k in 26m46s and it didn’t even feel as if I was going that fast. Keep going though – I love this track.



Feeling so good after my bath, what shall I do with the afternoon?