Dry January

Day five of Janathon and ‘dry January’ took on a whole new meaning – nothing to do with giving up alcohol and more to do with finally completing some Janathon exercise without getting soaked, covered in mud or both it felt strange arriving home as dry and clean as when I’d set off!!!  I’d like to say I’d stayed clean all day – alas no!!! The  joys of turning the class room into a Greek temple saw me covered in white paint and PVA – the temples looking good – wish I could say the same for my new work dress.

6 Greek columns painted
1.1 miles run
The knees holding up
Bring it on!!!!

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Grunts Groans and Moans

So Janathon Day 3 dawned (is it really only day 3?) and with the boys out watching the mighty reds (Barnsley -in case you’re not sure) I took full advantage of some time on my own and hit the gym for a session ( I think that’s what you say!?!) I’m starting to get the hang of this gym thing now but there is one thing I still can’t get my head round – why do mean feel the urge to make the most ridiculous noises when lifting waits -its ridiculous -what does it prove? There’s the counting groan -onearrghh, twoarrghhh, and the I’ve done it groan – yesarghhhh and the ‘I’maknobheadargggh  groan, I made the last one up but you get the idea. In the end I sought refuge in the pool – I’d heard enough for one day!!

Cross training, weight and swimming done.

Off to re-fuel at the pub

Bring it on!!

GrAARRGGHHH!!!!

GrAARRGGHHH!!!!

Janathon Day Two -Blistered

Well I could blame the blisters on the miles and miles I cycled this afternoon (well, not miles and miles but it was miles!!) but alas they are down to my much-loved new Dr Martens. Still, blisters or no blisters, I managed to squeeze in 30 minutes on the exercise bike in-between my not-so-big Asda Big Shop (which I did at Sainsburys) and meeting up with my fellow GCSE Science students to revise for our forthcoming mock exam (eek!)I was planning a full gym session but with the dodgy knee twinging a bit I was good (I really have turned over a new leaf) and stuck to my rehab advice (physio rehab not Amy Winehouse type rehab) and just did enough to keep the knee moving – I will get my fitness back, it’s just going to have to take a little longer than I was expecting.
11.9 miles cycled
Gym tomorrow (hopefully)
Bring it on!!

New Shoes!!

New Shoes!!

The Non-running Mum on the Run…………….

Out of order!!

Out of order!!

So I’m back, a new year new start and all that malarkey. Except this year is slightly different. Yep, 2015 is my first year as an official non-runner. Its not going to be easy, running has been a huge part of who I am for so long, but 2 knee operations in the space of 15 months has put an end to my running career. Still, I’m happy, healthy and have a fab family -it’s not the end of the world -its just going to take a bit of getting used to!!

I wasn’t going to do Janathon this year, however its my motivation to stick to my physio program and ensure I fit some exercise in in-between work, my degree and my science GCSE course -I think I’m going to busy!!!

40 lengths done

gym session tomorrow

Bring it on!!

A Colour Run Catch Up

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The day after watching Le Grand Depart disaster struck. I’m not really sure why ,though I am mainly blaming it on dancing in a field, but my knee did its best dying swan act and gave up. Come lunchtime I was in agony, it kept locking and the pain was akin to childbirth (not that I’d know I had a section!) it got worse. Come tea time I was jumping out of my seat with shooting pains, hubby had heard enough and dragged me off to A & E -for once I didn’t protest! I  managed to avoid punching the nice doctor as he tried to bend my leg (just) the prognosis wasn’t good – he thought I’d torn my knee ligament again -joy!! It couldn’t have come at a worse time I was due to go on a school residential and I had a charity race to do. The residential didn’t happen for once I listened, the race, on the other hand did -I’d stopped listening by then!!!

I’d never done a colour run before, it was in aid of the local hospice and we were running in memory of my workmates dad. It was great fun, you all threw paint over one another before you started and then, at various places on the route, the race sponsors threw more paint at you – bliss! Maybe it was the crutches giving cause for sympathy, but I got off quite lightly, though my hair looked like it had had a blue rinse for the best part of a week, most people were covered. Still it was great fun, we raised lots of money and I would definitely do it again, dodgy knee permitting!!

Great colour Run Fun

So Glad it Didn’t Rain

Bring it on!!

 

 

 

 

 

The ‘No Blog’ blog………

Well, so much for the school holidays starting, giving me a chance to catch up on the blogging! Here we are,week five and I still haven’t started (well I have now but you know what I mean!) Any way, let’s get the excuses out of the way first.

There was the end of term madness (it gets more chaotic every year), we went to watch ‘Le Grand Depart’ in Yorkshire, I bust my knee (again), spent three weeks on crutches and am waiting to see the consultant (again), he’s not going to be happy! I ran (hobbled) a colour run while on crutches -photos to follow at some point. I’ve had lots of physio, and can now cycle on the flat (which is hilarious as Wakefield is as hilly as hell), but I smiled sweetly and promised to cycle on the flat. I spent a week writing a personal statement, I’ll tell you why if it pays off. We had a fab holiday in Ibiza (more to follow), a fortnight with no internet was bizarre to say the least and then I started to decorate the bathroom, which in true Dawn-style, turned into painting the whole house (apart from the cellar), by Friday I couldn’t move but the house looks fab!! So finally, I’ve got some spare time. In between the hunt for school shoes, when are shops going to realise that not every school kid wants to look like a TOWIE reject, and sell normal shoes, finishing my R.E planning (what do I know about Buddha!?!?) and heading to London to watch the Challenge cup final ( I hate to say this, but, ‘Come on Cas’) I promise to catchup.

How has the holidays managed to pass so quick?

Promise to get the blog back on track (again)

Bring it on!!

 

The One-Socked Wonder!!

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So first week back at work and it’s fair to say we hit the ground running, no easing back into it gently, bang, welcome back. Still only tomorrow to go and then we’ve got a bank holiday to come – boy am I ready for it!!!
To be fair it’s probably exercise that’s left me tired I can’t just blame work ( though trying to explain the 5K’s of Sikhism to a class of nine and ten year old was exhausting – give me a nice bible story any day!!) I’ve done 2 early morning runs, and can now proudly say I’ve managed to run a mile in under 8 minutes, I’m not sure that was quite the steady pace my surgeon said I could run at but in my defence…….. Well I haven’t got one really, once I started I just couldn’t slow down. Then there’s been the daily cycle to work and back and a nice steady run tonight I suppose I haven’t eased myself in gently either!! On the plus side the weathers been lovely which always makes the cycle home easier – until today that is – not only did the temperature drop by about 20 degrees from morning to afternoon,but some muppet decided to hide one of my socks. By the time I got home I couldn’t feel my foot – I am out for revenge!!!!
Busy busy busy
Friday tomorrow
Bring it on!!!

The wrong Path and the Wrong Scene!!

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In my defence I wasn’t actually lost in the true sense of the word, I knew exactly which direction I’d come from I just wasn’t sure in which direction I was going. I am blaming loosing my bearings on a hill – well you’ve got to blame something!!
You see there I was at Walton Nature Park doing my usual ‘I wonder where that path goes’ routine, and as usual it didn’t go where I wanted it to. The first path took me back to a main road, not where I wanted to be, so I doubled back and headed up a little slope I’d spotted. First problem,it wasn’t a little slope, it was just pretending to be, bad enough on foot, on a bike – no chance!! Second problem, halfway up I had to get off and push, there was no going back it was too steep. So I tripped stumbled and cursed my way up, falling over the bike as I went. Once at the top came problem number three, there was no path, not even a funny fanny path – just a steep, downhill churned up mess!!! Fab. So I slid down with my bike leading the way. At last – a path, a path for a motor cross bike – it wasn’t my day!! Still I battled on, I had no choice, it got easier, sort of!!
Next I came to a random wall or two, really strange, looked like the remains of a bridge that didn’t seem to lead anywhere, I may have to go back for another look.
Anyway, I pedalled round the ‘whatever it was’ and straight into the middle of some kids filming something – god knows what, they were all dressed in black with a pile of suitcases at the side. Whatever it was they clearly didn’t want some mad women , splattered with mud pedalling into their scene- whoops. Scene one Take two!!!
Made it home in the end
Might try an easier route tomorrow.
Bring it on!!

Sunshine Sunday!!

sunSo after a week of tossing pancakes, dressing up as a giraffe and building robots out of recyclable materials I was ready for the weekend – a time for rest and recuperation. Shame I never got round to doing either. I’m blaming the weather. At last the miserable weather has gone and the sun was out -do you really think I was going to stay in!

Yesterday we finally got back out on the bikes for a 14.5 mile cycle through the woods and various paths that went nowhere -it all adds to the fun. We would have gone further were it not for the fact that my knee looks like it’s about to give birth to triplets -lord knows what’s up with it now but it’s going to have to do one, I really haven’t got time!!

Today was rugby day, all day, outside in the sunshine what more can a girl ask for -well a house work and ironing fairy would be nice but you can’t have everything.

A lovely weekend

Hoping for an easier week

Bring it on

The Pavement Slappers Back……..

untitled1So granted I ran most of the route like I’d got one leg longer than the other, with one foot noisily slapping the pavement, but who cares. Not me, I did it, I passed my goal. I wanted to be back up to 5 miles by the end of Janathon and tonight I ran 5.7 miles, it’s fair to say I am a tad chuffed.

Two months ago I was beginning to lose hope that I’d ever get back to running any thing like the distances I had done before knee surgery. Now, well now, apart from wanting to kiss my surgeon, who said he would do everything he could to give me a chance to run and he has, a 10k is definitely on the cards. So that’s my next goal -a race, a scary thought, I haven’t done one for over 18 months but it will be my way of saying ‘look at me folks I’m back’.

5.7 miles run

one last Janathon sprint tomorrow

Bring it on

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