Still no gym!!!

Still felt too yucky to go to the gym tonight. Am becoming more irritable by the day. It had better be gone by the weekend. :-(

Bunged up!

Tried a treadmill run at the gym and thanks to my nose and throat being a bit snuffly couldn't do more than 10 mins before feeling like I was going to faint. Came home from gym and am unhappy :-(

Third time lucky??!!!

Yesterday I went out for the third time. I was really looking forward to going out after a shopping trip that ended up with my four year old dropping yogurt (he was trying to help to be fair) whilst I struggled to put the shopping up on the conveyor belt and calm my sixteen month old who screamed on as he had seen food he wanted in the trolley. I have to say that the TWO people serving (trainer and trainee) didnt even offer a bit of help until I asked if it was company policy for them to stand and watch and not offer any help at all when a customer obviously needed help with their shopping - this was only when a very large pile of unpacked shopping was at the end of the conveyor and the yogurt was on the floor. Anyway I decided to S L O W L Y pack up my shopping and dump the shopping and the kids on hubby when I got home (he was away casually running 6 miles at this point).

I found a pair of leggings that stayed up, ignored advice about not putting on a long sleeved jacket as I would be too hot (which I then had to remove about 2 miles in, gggrrrr).

 I ran 5 miles in 57 minutes with a fastest mile of 8mins 9 secs.

I felt like I could have kept going a bit longer but heeded hubbys advice of not pushing myself too hard (glad I didn't ignore this piece of advice). He was right (again!),  as by the time I got home I had wobbly legs. So wobbly I couldnt even lift them to pretend to kick him in the boy bits when he said "see I told you it would be too hot for the jacket" Aint love grand?

Am back to work tomorrow and so it will be back to the treadmill until next weekend.

I wonder how I will find the treadmill after my three I have to say EPIC outings this week..........

Oooopppsss I did it again!

So today I ventured out on my second "public" run. This time I was wearing my husbands long sleeved running top. He even came with me on this one. It was seriously funny as I think he could have walked faster than I was running. But bless his 1000 mile socks he stuck with me- apart from the times he cantered off to go and do some hill something or others. This basically invovled him tearing up (to me anyway) the hill and running back down to me huffing and puffing my way (very slowly) up. For the whole 4.1.miles (yeeha distance is increasing!) he very helpfully (not) tried to engage in conversation. I replied with lots of non committal "uh huhs" in what I hope was the correct place.

We went to our local country park just two minutes from where we live. Its beautiful there and is full of lovely little tracks and trails. So, today I have encountered hills like you wouldn't believe, muddy puddles Peppa and George would love (Oh my poor lovely WHITE trainers) and have gained some extra protein in my diet from the couple of flies I unwittingly ingested.

I really enjoyed this run. I loved sharing it with my hubby (puke) something I never ever thought I would do. The sadness of it all is I would never consider going there and running by myself. Probably more a reflection on my view of the world rather than the world itself. Crooked thinking Kimby style. It took me years to perfect and allow it to affect my life so much so its going to take me a long time to stop being like that.

Great run 4.1 miles in 47 minutes.

Oh and lesson for today - I need some gear. I must have looked a treat running along either holding up my leggings or pulling them up around my boobs (which after two children I will admit are not as high at they once were, so maybe I wasnt pulling them up that much haha!) to make them stay up. Tucking them into my knickers wasn't an option as they fell down too. Attractive.

Slightly ouch!

Today legs are sore. Hubby was brandishing what looks like a very large (and overpriced me thinks) cylindrical piece of foam at me. Apparently I should have listened to him when I came home yesterday and rolled myself over it ????!!!???? Good for the muscles -  Hhhhmmmmm maybe I should video him using it and then he can see how bizarre and impossible it looks to do.

Something for me to think about today. Taking hubby and eldest son to the bus stop this morning (off to spend a boys day together) and on the same path I ran yesterday it looked someone had been knocked over. The ambulance had just arrived and the person they were treating had running gear on. I really hope he wasn't too badly injured.

Today I did it for the first time!

Well I did it.........

I was all worked up to go out and run in the street in the daytime (not scuttling into the gym under the cover of darkness) and then it rained and rained and rained.

Hubby was being all nice prepping me. He really didn't want me to be disappointed in myself and had prepared me for not being able to replicate what I was doing on the treadmill (25 mins averaging 7.8 Km an hour on a gradient of 3.This is split into 2 and 3 minute section a varying speeds)

It got to about 3.30 this afternoon and he called me a chicken. Even though I told him his amateur reverse psychology didnt work - it did.

I borrowed his waterproof jacket and my gym gear, went out and ran. Three people very kindly stopped their cars  to ask if I needed a lift and three van drivers tooted at me during the duration of my run. I am informed by my husband in all his time running this has never happened to him. I will put it down to the weather conditions today and people thinking I needed help (possibly in several ways to be out running in such torrential rain).

I managed 3.4 miles in 37 minutes with an average pace of 11 mins per mile. So, Paula R. wont be worried but  I DID IT. I took it at my own pace and I ran the whole way.

Cunningly hidden by a lamppost

I came home with the biggest smile on my face and havent shut up about it for the rest of the day (yes that is a smile and that is not sweat its wet from the rain)

I think I may be falling under the spell of running.......

This is me

Ok so this is my first post.  The concept of  this seemed easier when I was talking about doing this with my husband earlier on. Now I am thinking who wants to read about my goings on.

I was full of ideas earlier now my mind is blank. That is something that seems to happen to me a lot more frequently since the arrival of the boys (two lovely healthy and hopefully happy children - four and one). Who knows how I wasted my time before them as now I seem to have a million and one things to do everyday and finding time even for the small things, ooooohhhhhh like having a pee for two minutes in peace seems to be a major challenge. Pretty much the same as most people with children - thats life- nothing special.

In fact  there is nothing special about me full stop. I do all the things that every working mum does and try my best to keep the plates spinning. I  am glad that my plate spinning crockery of choice is a run of the mill M&S set as I frequently am prone to dropping the odd one or two - or four or five.

Anyway how did I come about doing this? This year has been a strange year. At the start of the year I decided to create a list. I called it my 11 for 11. Maybe I will share, maybe I wont. I have it in my wardrobe and look at it to remind myself what I wanted to achieve this year.

Here are two :

1. Baby production is now over. Loose weight.
2. Get fitter. My exercise extended to walking (very slowly) to the nursery a couple of times a week (and to the kitchen to eat another Kinder Hippo - those things are addictive)

So weight is much better from where I started. From my heaviest I have lost just over seven stones. Still a work in progress. Not far to go. Keeping it off will be the challenge.

My husband runs. He has continually amazed me for the last few years with his dedication and his endurance. I will admit at nearly 37 weeks pregnant in 2010 and a BMI that would have made a consultant faint I did question his dedication (obsession) to running, whilst struggling to cope with the heat waiting for him to finish the Edinburgh Marathon. Do you know I may have even called him a selfish tw*t that day ( I was really hot and irritable in my defense). I was more concerned about the fact my feet appeared to be moulding themselves around my Birkenstocks and I honestly thought I may had to have them cut off. However I was so so proud as he crossed that finish line.

He has always told me that I had it in me to run. Last year a friend on facebook posted a video about an Amercian guy who lost loads of weight and started to run. It made me cry it was so touching. I think it touched me so much because he was getting to where I would have loved to be.

My husband watched it and said "start small and think about a 10K". I  smiled and said I would, but please how on earth would some of my weight (then) walk 10K, nevemind run.

As the weight came down I started going to the gym. Then stopped. Then started. Then stopped.  Then a gym instructor listened to my story and about my Forrest Gump hubby. I told him I wanted to run a 5K or possibly even a 10K (I decided that I had better not be too ambitious, I once told a guitar teacher I wanted to be like the girlie from the Pixies after taking a few lessons. I don't think a stuttering Twinkle Twinkle is quite in the same league as Debaser) . He created a program that really really suited me. Not just a "I'll put you on this because its what everyone does" program. I found I began to enjoy the treadmill more and more.

I began to work myself up to going out in public to run................