Friday 22nd July 2011
Finally got to meet the man who chops the grass along my woodland running route. I always thought that it was some luckless soul mowing at midnight but no..he's a jolly farmer! Reading that bit over makes me sound a) sad b) sad and mad or c) all of the above!
Anyhow it was a cool sunny evening so I felt that I really ought to make it out before the weekend. Made it a longer run cos there was no rush. Past the bench and got as far as the woods where Hobbits live (that's what I call them) so further than a maintenence run but not as far as it could have been I suppose. Just glad that I was enjoying the whole thing!
distance: 5km
time: 40mins
music: audiofuel/some country/Rush
reward: drinking copious amounts of chilled white wine
Friday 22 July 2011
Tuesday 19 July 2011
Tuesday 19th June 2011
A quick blog about a slightly longer than maintenance run whilst the chicken was roasting. It said cooks in 1hour 10mins so that would give me ample time. I really do know how to multi-task!
A lovely Scottish summer day, fine mist and drizzle to provide a gloriously refreshing backdrop to my running. Took a slight change to my usual run, scared some sheep munching and jumped over a massive pigeon that had met a nasty end. All good!
stats:
A quick blog about a slightly longer than maintenance run whilst the chicken was roasting. It said cooks in 1hour 10mins so that would give me ample time. I really do know how to multi-task!
A lovely Scottish summer day, fine mist and drizzle to provide a gloriously refreshing backdrop to my running. Took a slight change to my usual run, scared some sheep munching and jumped over a massive pigeon that had met a nasty end. All good!
stats:
- 4.79km
- 35mins + 5 min walk at start
- reward-yummy roast chicken+ homemade ratatouille :)
Saturday 16 July 2011
one two three squelch
Saturday 16th July
Probably one of my most interesting runs to date. The picture above does not reflect the conditions I started out in. If it did I don't think I'd be hardcore enough to make it out the door!
I had only just begun my 5 min walk warm up when boom, bash biff the heavens opened and paths turned into gushing gullies within a matter of minutes. I could have turned round but a little voice inside my head uttered 'don't turn back, this could be a laugh in the end!' It was pretty funny as I jogged along sporting now soaking clothes and sodden trainers that made odd squelching sounds. It was warm though and as I trekked along I begun to quite like the feeling and didn't bat an eye at doggie walkers who were sheltering under large golf umbrellas. A well heeled looking lady stopped me and shouted 'have you seen my Westie?' So I stopped in the lashing rain and had a conversation about run away terriers. She was very angry to be getting wet while her AWOL doggie irked her. Oh well I said, I will look out for him on my travels.
Next came a crash of thunder which added excitement. I've always loved thunder and lightening and once stupidly stayed in an outdoor swimming pool during a lightening storm in Florida just so I could experience it!!
This is how I looked when I got back. Now I don't normally post hideous photos of me in my blog but I have been having a laugh at my expense.
Bye
Thursday 14 July 2011
a sunny run
Wednesday 13th July 2011
Another glorious day which was spent pottering in the garden.with a feeling of contentment at my weeding talents. It's at times like these that I usually rush along to the garden centre to buy 'gap-filler' plants and then remember that I have to plant them pretty quick despite the next 10 days of rain. However I didn't succumb to mad plant expense today. I do think I need more colour though...
Enough already! Did a 'maintenance' run along ye olde trusted route which is probablynot as far as I keep thinking it is but it is so pretty that it kind of cancels out the lack of distance. I waqs spurred on by the thought that husband and I were going for a drink at one of the most beautiful pubs up here. It's in Findhorn bay and when the sun shines on the water you just know that it can't be all bad. And lo' I am actually going to post up a pic just to prove it... Well it is one of me but you get the general idea!
Another glorious day which was spent pottering in the garden.with a feeling of contentment at my weeding talents. It's at times like these that I usually rush along to the garden centre to buy 'gap-filler' plants and then remember that I have to plant them pretty quick despite the next 10 days of rain. However I didn't succumb to mad plant expense today. I do think I need more colour though...
Enough already! Did a 'maintenance' run along ye olde trusted route which is probablynot as far as I keep thinking it is but it is so pretty that it kind of cancels out the lack of distance. I waqs spurred on by the thought that husband and I were going for a drink at one of the most beautiful pubs up here. It's in Findhorn bay and when the sun shines on the water you just know that it can't be all bad. And lo' I am actually going to post up a pic just to prove it... Well it is one of me but you get the general idea!
Monday 11 July 2011
back to normality
Monday 11th July 2011
I am sooo glad to be back home after a pretty mad week away on a very last minute holiday to sunny Majorca. It was a searing 30 degrees most days which was lovely for a while but then got annoying. on the first day I even managed a run along a stretch of walkway by the beach that went on for miles in a straight line so I couldn't get lost. There were many others with the same idea-you know-very fit guys with no tops on. This made a pleasant change from running in the NE Scotland. However, despite the sunshine and pleasant surroundings, I never made a repeat of this activity. Strangely, reading books whilst sipping sangria became an even better proposition!
After a productive morning unpacking dishevelled clothing dripping with sand and sun cream, madly catching up with all the cleaning I never got round to before i jetted off, I donned my running gear and headed out along my favourite route. No topless men, a cool breeze but it felt like I was beginning to return to normality. Managed a respectable 4km. Not bad for a woman filled with tapas and sangria. Oh and husband bought a very bad set of scales to weigh luggage on. They are clearly broken cos I haven't weighed myself in years and they LIE!! The contraption is now banished to the spare room with a dirty look from me. I won't setting foot (feet) on those again. The cheek of them.
The end.
I am sooo glad to be back home after a pretty mad week away on a very last minute holiday to sunny Majorca. It was a searing 30 degrees most days which was lovely for a while but then got annoying. on the first day I even managed a run along a stretch of walkway by the beach that went on for miles in a straight line so I couldn't get lost. There were many others with the same idea-you know-very fit guys with no tops on. This made a pleasant change from running in the NE Scotland. However, despite the sunshine and pleasant surroundings, I never made a repeat of this activity. Strangely, reading books whilst sipping sangria became an even better proposition!
After a productive morning unpacking dishevelled clothing dripping with sand and sun cream, madly catching up with all the cleaning I never got round to before i jetted off, I donned my running gear and headed out along my favourite route. No topless men, a cool breeze but it felt like I was beginning to return to normality. Managed a respectable 4km. Not bad for a woman filled with tapas and sangria. Oh and husband bought a very bad set of scales to weigh luggage on. They are clearly broken cos I haven't weighed myself in years and they LIE!! The contraption is now banished to the spare room with a dirty look from me. I won't setting foot (feet) on those again. The cheek of them.
The end.
- 4km
- 30mins approx
- topless men-zero
- bad weighing machines-1
- dirty looks-still going on
- desire for sangria-lots
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