Landlocked Mermaid

  Last weekend was the Market Drayton 10K - a staple event in the family running calendar. Except this year, I made the executive decision for this to be my last hurrah. Having decided much earlier in the year that running was no longer for me, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to hang up my running shoes.Not that I can really call them "shoes" anymore, they are that falling apart! My relationship with running has always been that of a love-hate variety. Some days it would be easy and I would wonder why I did not run more. Then other days it would leave me crippled. I am not exaggerating here either, I have incredibly tight calves and some days the running would leave them rock solid. Which left me, unable to walk. Quite often this is how the 10K would leave me. Clearly, my body was trying to tell me something. I am not built for running. It hurts my calves, it hurts my back, it hurts my boobs. So, why do something I clearly don't enjoy? That's not to say I haven...

Ordinarily, I would be taking this opportunity to talk about diving. But as it is way too cold to dive in semi-dry suits in the UK at the moment, my only update is that people loose an alarming amount of plasters in pools. So I thought I'd talk about another aspect of my life: adventure and fitness. As I have mentioned in the past, my partner and I love a good adventure and we are hoping to have plenty this year. We are also entering a few running events this year and are actually taking training seriously this year. Our town hosts a 10k road race every year; so far my training has consisted of two runs in January and then one the week before the event. I have had little to no improvement over the years! But this year we are upping our game. There is a schedule. It is colour coded. And it is on a whiteboard, so less wasteful than paper! It took some serious brain power to get those boxes even! And to further my dedication to my fitness this year, I have even boug...