A blog about someone who doesn't really like running or exercise, but thinks it is character building to do things that are hard for you. I've become addicted to doing hard things but I do them for charity, so I don't feel like a complete glutton for punishment.
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
What would you do with an extra day?
It's Wednesday so that must be Ironman
Tuesday, 28 February 2012
Learning from Chrissie Wellington
Part two in the Rowena Meets Chrissie Wellington Adventures. The scene is a nondescript university auditorium. Our protagonist is joined by American Eddie from TriOnline and Canadian Tara, a marathon runner. The three non Brits intrepidly have made their own way to the auditorium to seek lunch and Chrissie...
Meeting Chrissie Wellington
You know how much I talked about Mo Farah after I got to run with him? That was nothing compared to how much I have talked about Chrissie Wellington. The last two days have been nothing but "Chrissie said this" and "When I was with Chrissie"...
Saturday, 25 February 2012
Post ultra reflections
Tuesday, 21 February 2012
Aftermath
London Ultra race report
Pre race jitters
Monday, 20 February 2012
Running for a cause
Sunday, 19 February 2012
I did it!
The courage to start...
Saturday, 18 February 2012
Contemplation
- What pain is, both neurologically and physically, and how I am going to deal with it.
- That what I lack in strength, fitness and talent I compensate for in determination and bloodymindedness.
- That I have more fun running over a bit of a grassy hummock than I do over 26 miles of road. And this makes me smile. Which is part of my plan to deal with pain.
- That I am ok with being all alone for hours at a time. Because I know I have a great support crew out there. And that also makes me smile.
Friday, 17 February 2012
Aftermath
- hug someone
- ask for something to eat, probably a banana and a vile protein bar, and some water to get it in me.
- attempt to remove sports bra
- ask for photo to be taken before removal of sports bra
- drink water
- remove sports bra successfully
- walk around in a sport of Julie Moss about to collapse fashion
- text my nearest and dearest
- look at my watch to see the time
- marvel at the mud on me
- ask for a photo of the mud
- ask for more food
- eat a passerby.
Thursday, 16 February 2012
Wednesday, 15 February 2012
Sick :(
Tuesday, 14 February 2012
More supportive than a sports bra
There are lots of people who have got me to where I am, this close to the start line. Some of them don’t want to be named on the
internet, which, given the search terms by which my site is found, that is probably a wise choice. Some people don’t even know they have supported me, so this post is for you too.
Thanks to the patience of those who have to live, eat, sleep and see me nearly every day. It’s very boring listening to someone talking about running, and probably quite hard to handle when you know I'm so proud of the thing that is making me boring!
Thanks to all the running tweeps (really did I just use that word) who gave me practical advice, encouragement or just headed out the door the same time. Thanks to those who don’t even realise they are an inspiration through their 140 characters of daily life insight.
Thanks to my non running friends for understanding why I can’t easily go out, see them, plan on weekends or eat anything interesting on certain nights. Thanks for putting up with this and not making me feel bad. Thanks especially to everyone who has texted, emailed, facebooked a message of support for the big runs, and thanks to those who might not realise it, but remembered and supported every single run.
I could not have done this without you.
So it seems fitting that my post on Ystävänpäivä is for you.
Monday, 13 February 2012
Sitting still
Sunday, 12 February 2012
Seven more sleeps
Saturday, 11 February 2012
Ugh
And that's the story of my silly day.