The Year of the Blog……

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What a day…..

I think I’ve done quite a lot in the last year -I’ll give a full run down tomorrow. But in a nutshell, despite everything that’s come my way I’ve still made it to the end of the year smiling and I’ve thoroughly enjoyed everything I’ve done. I never thought at the beginning of 2012 that by the end of the year I would be cycling daily – the Olympics has a lot to answer for. But then again I didn’t expect to be dancing on the playground trying to break a world record (Olympics again) or Running ridiculous amounts of laps of the school field (sport relief) and then there was the cricket,Jack’s rugby (Yorkshire Champion again)  oh and a little race in the Olympic Stadium – what a day. So you can have my full review tomorrow.

In the meantime I hope I haven’t bored you all too much and that you have enjoyed some of my ramblings and rants – have a great new year see you in 2013.

What a year

Here come’s 2013

Bring it on

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A Paralympic Day Out, Some Pacing Issues and more Killer Dogs……………….

 

So a three part blog(sort of) today as our late return last night didn’t give me much of a chance to tell you about our amazing day. Yesterday saw my Mum, Jack and I finally make it into the Olympic Park. I say finally but for Jack and I it’s our second visit – see link below. I’m happy to say that despite my worries back in March the Olympic Park well and truly exceeded all of my expectations.

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One thing both of my visits to the Olympic Park had in common was the weather – it was freezing. Hence a very hasty visit to Primarni to buy some skinny jeans and a long sleeve top – well, a girl can never have too many skinny jeans! The shopping centre itself is amazing – newly built especially for the Olympics – all four floors of it. I don’t think my mum could believe what she was seeing.

Anyway after a bite to eat it was time to enter the Olympic Park, finally we were in and part of the Paralympics. The thing that gets you before anything else is the buzz about the place. The smiling faces (even in the cold and rain) the diverse range of people and cultures and due to it being the Paralympics the unbelievable range of  wheelchairs, false limbs etc being carried around by the soon to perform athletes and coaches. When I was young ( I know it’s a long time ago now!) my grandad had a false leg. The leg weighed more than he did and he rarely wore it as it made what was left of his leg sore. The leg spent more time behind the sofa than in actual use. So to see athletes with prosthetic limbs, carrying their sport limbs around kind of shows how far things have come – I wonder what my Grandad would have thought about blades!

The first venue  you come to when entering the park is the aquatics centre, now this has been the cause of much hilarity in the Earnshaw household as Jack thought  aquatic meant full of various fish (think sea world!) not aquatic as in swimming – bless him. So people probably thought we were stark raving mad as we stood there laughing hysterically as we explained to my mum what Jack had said. Next to the Aquatics Centre was the water polo…, er what do you call it pool, arena, place… not sure. Anyway after that it was the Olympic Stadium (did I mention I’ve run in there!) time for the now traditional pose – the Mobot, and a cheeky Usain as well – I think my mum got a bit confused with the second one – more Nazi Salute than Bolt – Oh well.

We spent the next couple of hours taking everything in, there is so much to see. Not just stadiums and arenas but gardens and art and…..the list goes on and on. My favourite place, apart from the gardens was the Velodrome – it’s huge and so, well mind blowing really. Cycling was also the first thing we watched albeit on the live screen. But you would have thought we were in the Velodrome, what with all the flag waving, cheering and the singing of the National Anthem. Yes we watched Team GB’s first gold of the Games – magic. The swimming was magic too – how can someone with no arms not only swim but win a gold – these paralympians are something else and it’s not disabled!! 

I could go on and on about all we saw and did but I don’t want to bore you.  I think you get the point that it was awesome, amazing and so on but more than anything in some ways it was pretty humbling to be there seeing the results of months and years of hard work and training. Even more humbling when you see some of the health issues and obstacles some of these athletes have to overcome and deal with day in day out.

Hopefully parts of the Olympic park will be there for years to come and will eventually be used by the generation it was meant to inspire – it will be a bloody shame if it’s not.

Tired when I woke this morning, just a bit. Asda Big Shop wasn’t really what I wanted to do but needs must, especially as today is officially the last day of the school holidays – where did the six weeks go!! It was a big ‘Asda Big Shop’ as well took me nearly all day to put it away – honest – well in between trying to watch the Paralympics on Channel 4. Trying being the operative word. What with the never-ending adverts and the relentless chatter in the studio there doesn’t seem to be much actual sport on!

In the end I gave up and went for a sneaky 8 mile run, I was pleased to up my mileage (at last) but not happy with my pace – I ran my first mile in just over 8 minutes and then died. I can’t blame my amazing ‘Nike+ Sports Watch’ – (it never works) because I’ve finally sussed it . If you don’t pause it when you have to wait to cross a road or get attacked by a killer dog(more on that in the next paragraph) then the mileage is accurate – means that it shows you’ve run slower than you actually have but you can’t have everything – well unless you’ve got a Garmin!!

So to the ‘Killer Dog’ , my worst nightmare. Bloody thing tried to trip me up and wouldn’t let go of my shoe lace I had a right job getting it off……Alright, alright it was a puppy – a Jack Russell. But it wasn’t giving up my lace  without a fight – bless it. Not a bad run really 8.3 miles in 1:19:50 – the fight to get my fitness back is on!!!

 

Another great day out

On the bike tomorrow

Bring it on

An Olympic Catch Up………………….

So with art hogging the blog last night (the blog hogged my night – bloody uploads!) it’s  time to get back to what’s important at the moment- the Olympics. The Olympics have for one reason or another been a huge part of my life this year from my nomination to carry the flame ( didn’t get picked but to be nominated was massive) to running in the Olympic Park -what a day that was. I can’t wait for the athletics to start then I can sit there knowing I ran on that track before anyone else (well apart from the other 5000 that did the run!) Then there’s all the work we’ve done at our school and all that Jack’s done at high school for his ‘Going for Gold’ award, the list goes on.

Now the time has come to sit back and watch all that’s going on. Trouble is once I sit and start watching I don’t move – it is so addictive and not just because team GB are competing – you name it – we’ve watched it!!  I’ve got to say it’s nice to see the GB medals rolling in now – if only to stop the press whining. Honestly, personal achievements just aren’t enough for the newspapers – the swim of their life only means something if it comes with a medal attached – it’s really starting to naff me off but that’s British Press for you – always on a downer.

The London Olympics is hoping to inspire a generation – judging by the amounts of people suddenly out cycling and running it is certainly inspiring some people. It’s definitely inspired Jack – his sudden interest in Beach Volleyball is amazing – can’t think why, thank god we don’t live near a beach!

Still despite watching the rowing,canoeing,cycling,double trap shooting (!),gymnastics, horse jumping type thing,judo,and the ever popular ‘show us your muff’ Beach Volleyball I have manged to paint the front wall, weed the patio (Jack’s question of the day – are these weeds that stuff you smoke!) clean the downstairs and most importantly – fit a run in – managed just over six miles today- wonder if I’ll be fit enough for the marathon – might be needed now Paula’s dropped out!

Still loving the Olympics 

loving having the running shoes back on too

Bring it on!

Techno Fun and a Run

So in total contrast to yesterday,I didn’t run like a plodding hippo and tonights run was in the setting sunshine, granted there was a cold wind blowing but at least we was dry. Good old weathermen got it wrong again – no April showers to be seen. Bit of a relief to be honest as Jack had his mate Alfie round today and I was wondering how I was going to keep them entertained all day if we were stuck in. I haven’t known I’ve had them  to be honest- they’ve been playing out most of the day – looked like they were trying to kill one another to me but apparently I don’t understand wrestling!! Trying to watch them put a tent up in the wind was priceless- wish I’d have videoed it cos that had to be worth £250…………….

So with Jack entertained for most of the day I’ve had a little bit of me time and for once I didn’t waste it doing housework stuff. So I’ve been reading up on how to make the best of my camera – David Bailey better watch out, I’m going to be good!!! Even better I’ve finally sussed how to use Windows Movie Maker – with a little bit of help from my 11 year old – and I’ve now made a movie of my (and a few I nicked off the website) pictures from the Olympic Park Run. I just need to suss out how to put it on here now and you can all have a look!

6.2 miles in 58 minutes and 14 seconds

Another run tomorrow

Bring it on.

 

One More Sleep

It’s nearly here, a dream come true. Running in an Olympic Stadium. If someone would have predicted I’d be doing this 7 years ago I’d have thought they we’re stark raving mad!

So we’ve arrived safe and well and the hotels, erm…….. Well it’s OK, I just hope no tall people are coming to stay cos they won’t fit in the bathroom, never mind the bath. I’ve seen bigger bird baths. All adds to the fun of the weekend though.
Olympic Runner
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Busy,Busy,Busy…………

Two sleeps left, this time tomorrow we’ll be there, sleeping next to the Olympic Stadium ( in a hotel, not a sleeping bag!)  At the moment I’m in turmoil, what do I take to wear. Race day is fine – running kit and rugby kit for later, but as for the rest of the weekend….. Depends on the weather, but who knows. I’ve been in London when its freezing one day and then the following day – when you’ve a marathon to run its been the hottest day on record – great! We take more clothes to London than we do for a fortnight in Florida.

Excitements kicking in now though. Giddy, giddy, giddy. Even a little 4 mile trot hasn’t calmed me down. Boy will I have the Friday Feeling tomorrow. Work you have been warned………………

4 miles done

rest till race day

Bring it On

More Nerves, Less Niggles and only 4 More Sleeps

So no aching calves or hamstring issues this morning and I managed to resist the urge for an early morning run. A nearly 3 mile walk to church and back (Easter Concert) in the sunshine also proved pain free – the pre race niggles are starting to go. I wish the nerves would. I think its just the fact that its such a big thing – running in the Olympic Stadium- and just to add to the excitement/nerves, today we found out that some of team GB will be lining the route in the stadium….GULP. A PB or a hug from your hero – which will I go for – assuming we’re allowed to touch them.

Tonights run was going to be my last before Saturday but as five of the six miles were niggle free I’m going to do an ‘ickle’ 4 mile run/walk just to be sure!

3 mile walk

6 mile run

rest day tommorow

Bring it on!

Niggles and nerves…………..

Yep, here we go again, 5 sleeps till race day and everything hurts. I promised myself I wouldn’t get in a state this time, after all its not a race………..Just a chance of a lifetime!

When I ran last Thursday and then Saturday I had extremely tight calves, I blamed it on my bike, so the bikes gone away till after the weekend. This morning I awoke with legs that felt like I’d run a marathon, shouldn’t have had Sunday as a rest day I told myself. So after work I decided to do a gentle jog telling myself all would be fine. Problem one, I’ve forgotten how to gentle jog when on my own. The calves felt fine – which is good so why Problem 2 – I’ve pulled my hamstring………….. No I haven’t, but my head thinks I have. Its a nightmare. A nightmare that happens every time the ‘race’ word is mentioned. Four more days of this to go yet , probably have shin splints and plantar fasciitis  before Saturday. Yet magically, when the gun goes on the startline, every ailment will disappear. Back to the figment of my imagination known as race day hypochondria. Can’t wait!!

3.2 miles in 27.24

Ailment free running tomorrow (please)

Bring it on

Rugby Running and Ref what R you doing?

Saturdays are ‘R’ days in our house, Rugby and Running. The order depends on Jack’s KO time. This week, a later kick off time meant running first and as it was a home game we took the 10 mile route from Ossett  to Crigglestone via the canal. The path not the water! It was a somewhat misty start, but unseasonally warm and we assumed that by the time we made it up to Crigg the fog (as predicted by the weatherman) would have lifted. Er……….no! Still it was a cracking run, we nearly defeated the overly large hill and it wasn’t a bad game either, not as good as the 56-4 scoreline might suggest, the opposition were a cracking team and they are a team to watch out for, but a wins a win. To be honest the outcome of the game wasn’t the talking point – the referee was. Yes Junior rugby tends to have a bit of a referee problem, they are either amazingly good or amazingly awful. Todays ref was amazingly unbelievable! He spent most of the game stood in the wrong place, had a bit of an issue about which rules we played, kept forgetting which tackle he was on but most bizzarely of all when one of our lot scored he joined in the celebratory dance….

Next Saturday will be running and rugby in a different place. Yep next week, after months of waiting, the Olympic Park run will be finally here. So we will be spending the weekend in the capital and I can’t wait. An afternoon in the Olympic stadium followed by an evening at the Stoop watching Wakefield take on the London Broncos. To be honest I probably won’t be bothered about the rugby as I sit there with my Olympic Medal hanging round my neck but its a Saturday and they’re ‘R’ days in our house no matter where we are!!!

10 miles done

rest day tomorrow

Bring it on

 

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