Is this a mad way to start?

His OU Degree btw, I got my degree a long time ago at the right time of life when anything above a 2:2 meant you were socially inept and had no social life, and anything below meant you were thick.

Apparently when you're really an adult and doing one, there's more pride in academia than how many pints you can drink before you vomit.

I really really really want this week to be over.

Really.

Just had an argument over the phone with D and he put the phone down on me. Think I'll stay in work a bit longer.

So there's a guy, rough looking with 2 beautiful German Shepherd dogs. One dog has obviously pissed him off as he's ripped its head off and fed it to the other dog. Only the head and body are still alive ands the head is shuffling away whilst being eaten. The guy is just lying back on the grass, watching.

I run past.

There's an adult, with obviously learning difficulties, 2 teenagers have been bullying him and have managed to get his clothes off and push him in a fountain. He is crying and saying that he thought they liked him and would be his friends. I catch up with the teenage girl and scream in her face for her to give him his clothes back, and tell her exactly what I think of her. I'm a teenager too.

There's a big field with barbed wire fencing, all the wild deer that are injured, sick or just not the fittest or strongest, are tied to the fence and left to die.

Oh and I graduated in half a maths test for 8yr olds, I'm on my way to a full graduation ceremony for that, hat gown, the whole thing.

There was a lot more to that dream, no wonder I'm so tired when I wake up in the morning!

Managed a lovely de-stress run with fur face after work yesterday. Won't run today or tomorrow as have a race on Sat. D is going with the neighbours to Mama Stones (Joss Stones mothers place) as one of our neighbours is gigging with his band there again tonight. They're on late so I'm happy to stay at home with the kids. Work again early for me tomorrow anyway.

Ok, my dream last night was even more disturbing. I should be writing fiction books from this stuff...

Anyway, after such a long week, and a really long day today...

I was offered the job and accepted. This is the first full time job I've had since the kids were born AND my first full time non teaching/lecturing job.

I start on Monday!

Congrats on the new job kk, hope it all works out well for you

Thank you! It's been a hell of a week, and now I'm up at stupid o'clock to race for my club. I do not feel like running at all!

And so, I got up this morning for my leg of the parrett relay. I tried to get subbed on Thursday because I am just shattered and don't feel 100%, however couldn't happen so I ran, this leg was almost 10 miles and stuff I hate running on, although flat it was so slippery and uneven that it's impossible to get up a decent speed (unless you were the Ethiopian athlete that won it and just jumped over all the gates).

So I just had to treat it as a training run, but I'm so friggin exhausted that I was more than ok with that! I actually ended up running with the woman who has just won the London to Brighton this year and we had a great chat.

I have a 10k tomorrow morning but I'm not going, I NEED sleep and time with my family. We also need to sort out loads of logistical stuff re wrap around childcare.

And I need to book the venues for the Aquathlon series and get the online payment software up and running... And catch up with all the Dart Vale stuff because it's next weekend.

Too busy, but the rest of today is for playing Monopoly with the kids and watching movies. D is in work until midnight.

I stupidly ran in my new Ghosts this morning, they're gopping now, all because I couldn't be bothered to find any of my trail shoes at 6am this morning.

First day in work, there's a lot to get my head around, but I will.

I got so many hugs from my dept for getting it, I really like the people I work with!

This week is manic though, just been talking through the stuff for the Dart Vale series on Sun. I'm going to meet up with the race organiser one evening, just to touch base properly before the weekend.

D had his OU exam today, that's another thing ticked off the list.

I didn't sleep well last night so couldn't be arsed to run this evening, I did run yesterday eve with Cole.

They did interview for my assistant on Friday, but didn't appoint. So I guess I'll be involved in the next round of interviews, we do need someone confident with a bit of presence in front of the students.

Ok, everyone's getting their knickers in a twist here about this...Click

Such is the heady pace of life in the SW.

Ok, I wasn't even going to check the results from the weekend because I was so shit. But we were 4th female team and I beat 1,2 &3 females team runners on my leg.

So I don't feel so bad as I did for the team effort.

I'm worried about Cole, he's been eating the stuffing from his bed (may or may not be linked) and he's got a horrible cough, I can't even describe it.

D is off today so I'm going to suggest he keeps an eye on it and goes to the vet if it doesn't calm down.

And takes the dog with him.

Ok, I've persuaded D to make a vets appointment. I think we need to nip this in the bud.

Cole has an infection, apparently the vet said his lymph nodes were up, and obviously he has a cough.

No antibiotics unless it gets worse or goes on longer than a couple of days. Oh and apparently if he wants to go running with me he can and if he doesn't then don't take him.

I'm sure he'll let me know!

And so, I didn't run with him last night. D said he wasn't happy when I put on my running kit and went out without him, but we'd agreed that he just needed a bit of down time. I haven't heard him cough once today which is good, but then I've been out of the house for 12 hours.

Straight from work to a meeting about the races on Sunday, they are so well organised. I feel a bit of a fraud just being a step in race director because I haven't done any of the hard work behind the scenes. But we went through all the stuff we needed to and I'm very happy with it.

Chip timing for the first year with back up timing for the 10k, half and marathon.

And Anne Widdecombe to start everyone off!

Tomorrow is going to be long, I'm in work for my new job but also doing a commitment for my old job from 6-9pm.

Oh and tomorrow is the day that we get the letter from Torquay Girls Grammar, to say please apply for a place for E or go away, you're shit.

Some parents get their kids tutored for 18 months prior to the 11+. Fuck that, my thoughts have always been that if a child needs that just to pass then they are going to struggle.

The only thing that I'm concerned about is that we did nothing to help her with time management in exams or exam technique.

But what will be will be, it would actually make our life easier if she doesn't get in logistically, and I'm happy with the alternative for E because as an individual I think she will do equally well at either school because she is so balanced.

Sprog 2 might be a different kettle of fish, but when the time dictates, we will do what we think is best for her.

Well, no news about schools yet. Tomorrow I guess.

The weekend is going to be busy, I NEED to drive/run some of the Dart Vale course(s) on Sat morning to check stuff. My plan is to just bundle Cole into the car early and we'll spend a couple of hours doing just that. I really could do with a lie in but the in-laws are coming up for the day and will be here mid morning, so I need to do my own stuff before that. I'm hoping we'll all just stroll the mile and a half to the local pub with the dogs and I can have a lazy lunch and just enjoy.

Sunday, I'll see some of you there!

Backtrack to tomorrow, my plan is to be in work early, leave a bit early, run with the boy and then a relaxed and boozy evening with D and one of our friends.

I know I'm in danger of sounding like the really grumpy old guys in the running sawdust clubs, who can't get penile errection and run with shoes with holes in...

Who used to run sub 2.50 marathons without Bodyglide...

But...

Unless you're Elite, you don't fucking need gels!

Take a Jelly Baby and suck it up, baby!