Swimming, Dancing, Raining, Running, Flashing

So I finally seem to have shaken off the school lurgy – having the trots all weekend was not really what I intended, another wasted weekend with no running – well not the running I wanted to do. Still sometimes it’s a case of getting on with it. So today, despite feeling a bit drained I still made it to school – can’t let the kids down, especially on my favourite day of the week – swimming day. To be fair I’m starting to get quite attached to my little group of swimmimg bricks – they really are starting to become less brick more breeze block – there’s a definate improvement and I’m chuffed with them. So chuffed that I nearly came to blows with a know it all instuctor/lifeguard who dared criticise. I haven’t had her before and she sat up on her perch rolling her eyes and tutting at everything I did. Even having a go for one of my group not getting her head in the water- it took weeks to get her in the water – I’m not pushing  it. So at the end of the lesson I explained to ‘perch woman’ why I was happy for said swimmer to not have her head in the water. Her reply ‘ I teach swimming every day of every week I know what I’m talking about’ My reply I teach these kids every day every week, I think I know them better than you’ One to me I think – she’ll be off her perch if she starts next week!!!

I felt much better after swimming , and happier, as feeling better meant more chance of me finally getting a run in. Hurrah. So it was early tea then an hours dancing – yep I finished teaching myself the Big Dance – Yay, and I’ve re- jigged it – no more skidding on my knees and rolling round like a beached whale – well be fair-  by the time I get my niggly knees back up the Olympics will be over!!! 

So finally. after three days, I was free, running  – like a real runner -in the rain enjoying every minute of it – well nearly every minute of it. Only in Wakefield, on a main road in broad daylight can you run past some fat chuffer happily flashing his jelly belly at passing traffic while swigging on his special brew – who needs the Hepworth to look at!!!

4.175 mile in 34 minutes and 14 secs

Not bad for a pretend runner!!

More of the same tomorrow

Bring it on

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