From bad to worse

So the half marathon is cancelled til March 2014.  Yerk!  I suppose it's all very well, the weather is just not conducive to running especially on roads that are still covered in ice and haven't been closed to traffic. I don't fancy my chances against a Seddon Atkinson.

Apart from that I seem to have lost the plot completely.  Firstly I appear to be trying to scoff my entire bodyweight in chocolate cake and secondly I have a horrendous cold. Both of which are detrimental to running.  In fact I can't see me ever getting out again.  Could this be the end of my short-lived running career? Surely not.  I think I may have to do something completely radical i.e. join the nutters (mostly male, obviously) at the running club on Saturday morn for the horror-that-is the 6 Peaks Challenge.  Yes it's every bit as horrendous as it sounds.  It could be kill or cure but frankly I need to do something radical.  The Lincoln 10k is looming on 7th April.

It's been postponed! Aargh!

So the snow has stopped play.  I should be running today but instead I'm scoffing a bacon roll.  It's all very well but what now?  Well they've postponed it till Saturday 30 March.  This means two things a) I've tapered too early and will now have basked for two weeks instead of one in preparation and b) I will only have a week to recover before the Lincoln 10k.  Hmmmm.  How's all that going to work out?  Still that's the way the snowball rolls I suppose.  I notice nobody is laughing and sledging and frolicking in the snow now! Everyone is far too cheesed off with the way this winter is dragging out.

She's back!

Yes and I've stopped griping.  OK I haven't had the most brilliant couple of weeks but I'm still running and last Sunday I did the Gainsborough 10k which was fantastic! At one point I turned a corner and ahead of me, snaking into the distance along the riverside was a veritable necklace of brightly coloured runners.  It looked so pretty.  There were over five hundred taking part and the day was cool but dry.  Did a time of 58:40 which I was very pleased with.  I didn't want to drive myself into the ground, after all got a half marathon on Sunday.  Aaaargh!

Not brilliant

It's all going horribly wrong.  Somehow I'm finding it very difficult to keep motivated at the mo'.  Partly due to my lack of running pals to keep me distracted.  I've been trying to do some long runs because the half marathon is a mere 3 weeks away.  Aaaargh!  But it's a slow old process and I'm still going off too fast and then struggling to keep going at the end.  Plus the weather isn't helping.

However, on the up side I am still going out three times a week so at least I'm in with a fighting chance. I'm making a right mess of getting to the running club though.  Either there's some sort of parents' evening or school/kid-related gubbins going on.  Then the Saturday run was too short/hilly for what I needed to do.  But by the time I'd finished ferrying everyone around I only managed to start running at 430pm and then the light started to go before I could do as long as I needed.  Not to mention a very aggressive bramble which managed to slice right across my calf.  Serves me right for going completely mad and wearing capris just because it was a lovely sunny day. And having to stop and wait at a level crossing which stayed down way too long on account of two trains. At which point I was caught up by two very strange youths (actually one might have been a girl but I couldn't really tell) on bikes who then proceeded to talk about me whilst I was actually there! Don't know if they thought I was listening to my iPod but I wasn't.  Very odd.  Almost as odd as the man with binoculars who keeps staring into the wood and never says 'Hello'.

So, what to do?  I have a 10k race on 17th so I've only got another week to do anything.  Maybe I'll just keep my chin up and keep plugging at it.  Good days and bad days, that's how it goes.