Running is a strange, masochistic sort of activity. I realised today that I’ve never blogged about it before, which is silly really because I’ve been running (jogging/plodding) regularly for 5 years now.
I’ve got a little while before I start work so, seeing as I just paid to renew my blog domain name, I thought I’d whack out a short post.
I’ve made it a week without any sugar! I literally had children waving bananas and fistfuls of Jelly Babies in my face on Sunday during the Eastbourne Half Marathon and still I remained true to my promise to shun all sugar for Lent. In all honesty I probably should have just had a Jelly BabyContinue reading “One week, one half marathon, no sugar”
Day one of my ban on sugar is over. So far, I’m absolutely fine. I’m still alive, still sort of plump. I haven’t descended into a shaking, sweating, angry mess yet. After reading extensively about the effects of giving up sugar I was actually expecting something a bit more interesting than this. People report headaches,Continue reading “Life without sugar is pretty sweet”
After a week of feeling poorly and hibernating in my flat it’s time to accept that the year has started, there’s lots of scary grown up things to plan over the next few months AND it’s the Eastbourne Half Marathon in exactly eight weeks.
Last New Year’s Eve I was in bed before midnight and up for a run before dawn. I was Ms McSmuggington Smug Face. The smuggest of all the smug joggers in their fancy high-vis leggings they got for Christmas.
I am fine, according to the doctor. I needn’t have submitted myself to the horrors of collecting a ‘faecal sample’, or (worse) letting the nurse touch my arm vein.
Really. Full of it.
I just thought I’d squeeze a really quick post into my lunch-break as, what with all the food prep I’m having to do on the 90 day ‘shift, shape and sustain’ plan by Joe Wicks (AKA The Bodycoach), I haven’t had any time to blog about it yet.
I’m going to try a new way of eating. And I don’t mean I’ll be using chopsticks, or murmuring incantations, or inhaling my food through my nose. It’ll still be going in my mouth as per usual.