Have spent the whole afternoon making food look as unappetising as possible. Sludgy brown jelly, bright orange coloured ice cream (D wanted to put fake mice tails in it to make 'mice cream') and some of the worst edible baking; which is my forte really.
All that's left is to paint the bloodied fingernails on the cocktail sausages.
And I apologised for sending E's best friend home at the top of the (secretive icing snaffling) sugar rush.
Such is life...
Run this morning before I have to cope with a house full of 8yr old girls.
Running hills with weights first thing in the morning equals smug runner with a runny bum.
(The runny bum thing is just happening anyway)
Strong coffee and a bubbly bath with my book is in order. Yes, I let my book see me naked.
Yeah, fab running!
What are you going to buy me?
I'm quite partial to chocolate limes.
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Ok, that worked perfectly, spooky lunch for 8 kids followed by a run around on the farm and Paranorman at the cinema.
Did feel the need to walk Cole for another hour this evening after sitting in the cinema for half the afternoon.
Jessie's coolest presents; a solar mushroom and a monster high camera.
Ok, a decision made. I'm not going to do any tris this year myself I don't think. Concentrating on running is working, also I just haven't got the time alongside organising the aquathlons, governor stuff and now I've just offered to take a contemporary dance qualification and get back into teaching dance.
Yes, that came out of nowhere didn't it.
Eldest kitten is off for a week for her first Outdoor Ed residential. I shall miss her!
Wasn't a happy bunny in work because I don't feel that well, south end still auditioning for Dr who's next female help (work it out, it's cryptic but makes sense). And there are hundreds of students around. I don't normally mind, but when I don't feel that well; invasion of personal body space on such a scale makes me feel punchy (Disclaimer: Of course I wouldn't).
I don't know what's going on, because if a tummy bug then I wouldn't feel hungry, but I've been extra hungry and eaten a lot more than I normally do.
WORM INVASION! I must have a tapeworm that you can knit a jumper from.
Ok, I hesitate to say this, but tum feels better this morning.
Day off work too, yeah! I'm fighting an irrational desire to go and get my belly button pierced. I'm in my 40s, bleurgh! I did used to have it pierced but it never healed properly so I took it out.
I don't really want it done, so I don't even know why I've been thinking about it.
I had mine done in my 20s but caught it on something and the resulting infection made me just get rid of it
I'm still colded up but I have discovered day and night nurse tablets. Took 2 night ones last night and within 10 minutes I was in a coma. Took 2 day ones this morning and I feel completely spaced.
I'm just going to sit at my desk and smile at everyone. I dont trust myself in the lab.
Ooh and I have entered a 10k for 14th oct. I really need to see what I can do with the distance..
No, no go to the lab, I want to see what happens
Had a bit of an eventful run, it was one of those just go out and see how far you want to go, well actually that's all my runs.
There's a travellers site in the forest, well travellers they are not, it's a permanant site and absolutely disgusting. I don't mind people choosing to drop out of mainstream society, but wrecking the countryside as they do it, I do mind! Anyway, a 'wtfisthat' dog leaped out of the site and erm joined in our run. Except he wanted to make it a bit of a duathlon with Cole. Why oh why do all male dogs fancy Cole? He wouldn't leave us and I was really scared he was going to get run over. So I took him back to the site, but there in the entrance was a bull something cross bull something bull terrier something dog. Not worth sacrificing my calf muscles or Cole. The whole thing took at least 10 mins and luckily then someone heard the commotion and whistled the original dog back.
We carried on, and I found out that my tummy problems aint over, I had to do a Paula at 11 miles, not to be out done, Cole did one as well. It's the ultimate in flattery when someone copies your crapping pattern. Then I realised how dehydrated I was, and there was no short cut home. I'd got to the really uncomfortable thirsty point, the only thing I could think of was to eat the blackberries in the hedgerow. That worked kinda.
Last couple of miles took me up one of the lanes in the village, completely blocked by an accident. So I then spent 3/4 of a mile stopping every car to tell them to turn around. (Good deed of the day done)
Anyway, 15 miles done with an apology to my kidneys and the farmer whose field we crapped in.
Oh if anyone is wondering, Cole was fine, he had loads of puddles to drink from along the whole route.
Oh, stomach sounds rough, hope it can sort soon.
I have done a bit of lab work without incident but I think I'm going home soon, sweaty and dizzy. Not good.
You need a duvet day. x
Yeah D thinks I should go to the docs but what can they do? Because my bowel is so scarred from the UC, once it's upset it can take much longer than a normal bowel to recover.
Or it might just be a bout of IBS??
I'm eating well so I'm not too concerned, I could do without it though.
Had a good tri club committee meeting tonight. Tri seems to have gone a bit wild off the back of the Olympics. Our sprint tri for next year sold out in stupid time, and I know that as soon as I put the aquathlon dates live they're going to be a bit mental too.
All good good.
Have been called into work for the rest of the week.
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