On recovery

Leave a comment

I was amazed to wake up yesterday and be able to walk!  My legs were so much better than in New York, stairs weren’t even a problem.  The only stiffness I had was in my hips/glutes and a little bit around my shoulders.

Today I was expecting it to be worse, but only my shoulders were worse today. So all in all I think that means I’m in pretty good shape. I’ve been for a long dog walk this morning and a Pilates class, both of which have left me feeling much more mobile.

I don’t know why I feel quite so much better than last time – it could be the training programme, the post-marathon massage or (my husband’s suggestion) that I didn’t try hard enough… Anyway, whatever the reason I’m glad I feel OK and that recovery has been so much quicker than last time.

I am a bit disappointed with my time, but the main thing is I enjoyed myself. I keep telling myself that had the day been cloudy I might have got a better time, but I’ll never know. But I did have the most amazing experience in my home town and for that I’m very grateful.

Here is a fun info graphic from the VLM website which will amuse my son because he is desperate to know what place I came:




At least I wasn’t last…



1 Comment

I think I’ve been in denial about the fact that the Marathon is really nearly here. But today it all felt a little bit more real.

As most people, I was horrified to see the pictures from the Boston marathon finishing line.  There truly are some evil people in the world.  

This has only added to my nerves about Sunday, but I”m not going to let it get in my way.  London will of course rise to the occasion and I’m sure that it will only serve to unite the runners even more.

I was supposed to travel to London to Excel (way out in the Docklands) to collect my running number but I was spared the task by a wonderful friend who offered to collect mine when she went to get hers.  It wasn’t an entirely smooth process and she went way out of her way to help me, for which I’m really grateful.

So now it all feels a bit more real – even if I haven’t yet got my running number in my sticky hands. But I know it is there in London waiting for me to collect on Saturday.  I’ve finally been reading through all the advice on the website so I know where I’m going.  I was amused to see this notice:


 So it’s nearly here and I think I’m as ready as I can be….

London, I’m coming for you.

Where has November gone?

Leave a comment


Well, it’s been a while. I can’t believe it is a whole month since my last post.

What have I been doing? November’s kind of past me by….

I’ve been to Turkey (and did a little run)






The running track in Izmir, next to the sea

Had a birthday


Do we detect a theme developing here


Done quite a bit of running (but not quite enough).

The weather here in the UK has been atrocious.  We’ve had record levels of rain so I have done many soaking wet runs which have also involved wading through calf deep freezing puddles.  How dedicated am I?


One of the up sides of running in the rain

Yes, it even snowed in November

Whenever I feel sorry for myself, or question what on earth I am doing running in the freezing cold and pouring rain, I have to remind myself that I am lucky because I can do this.  And I think of my darling friend Winky who has been going through the hell of chemotherapy who is my inspiration to do this to raise money for Breast Cancer Campaign.  I have been further spurred on by the generous donations to my Virgin giving page so far. Thank you everyone. You make those early morning, cold runs slightly more easy to bear.

My beautiful strong brave friend Winky (L) with her sister

My wonderful, brave friend Winky (L) with her sister

Screen Shot 2012-11-30 at 21.34.26









A taste of running alone

Leave a comment

The biggest thing I fear about the London Marathon is running on my own.  (and no, Jess & Ann, this isn’t another ploy to get you running with me.  I’ve accepted it).  Training for and running the NYC marathon was amazing because I did it all with Jess. And we definitely helped each other round and kept each other going when the other was feeling they couldn’t carry on.  

But I am definitely of the quitter camp.   There have been a few half marathons when my brain has just said “No, you have to walk” and once that thought is in your brain it is very hard to get it out.   But we didn’t stop to walk once during the NY marathon and I am very proud of that.

So, I have to train myself out of the quitter mentality because those last few miles of the marathon are going to be hard hard hard, especially if my quitter voice is blathering in my ear.  I have definitely improved and am better at pushing myself when I think I can’t do something (which is my default setting).  I ran a 6-miler on Friday on my own as Jess was away.  I forced myself to run at a faster pace than I would normally run and I ran all the way, even the killer hills which I have normally already decided to walk before we have even started!  



Another gratuitous image of us crossing that finish line

On another note I am amazed at how generous people have been in sponsoring me already.  I’m nearly at £400 which is fantastic! Thanks everyone 🙂

That’s what I have to use to keep me going through the coming months.