Fitting in Fitness and a Blind Referee……..

Strange really, but now I’m back at work its much easier to fit my runs etc in. You would think that having six weeks off would allow for loads of running but it just doesn’t work that way. I suppose I could have got up earlier to run before the start of everything else but then that’s not a holiday is it, and time with Jack is precious so I won’t put running before him either. But all in all I have clocked up a fair few miles running and we have walked swam and cycled nearly every week so its still exercise – it all must count towards the ‘getting my fitness back’ campaign.

So today I cycled to work – 1.5 miles, cycled home (the scenic route) – 4 miles and ran while Jack was at rugby training – 6.2 miles – not a bad day really. Now the real challenge – can I get up and run before work – I haven’t done that in a while – watch this space!

What with work and keeping fit there hasn’t been much time for paralympic watching today – however I did get a chance to watch the blind football – what a game. No rolling about feigning injury like some overpaid professionals I could mention, it’s fascinating to watch. Trouble is it led to another of Jack’s classic questions – ‘Is the referee blind as well?’ Mind you this is the kid who during the Paralympic opening ceremony asked ‘whats the point in signing  the songs’ – the blind people can’t see ……Er – she’s doing it for the deaf ones Jack. I think there’s more than one blonde in this house!!!

2 bike rides and a run logged

Early Morning Run – hopefully

Bring it on

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.

https://jacksmumontherun.wordpress.com/2012/04/03/one-moment-in-time-tissues-required/

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

A Generation Inspired- Maybe!!!!!

So that’s it – the Closing Ceremony is over (No Macca – wahoo) The flame has gone out, no more sitting glued to the T.V- so now what? Well first we’ve got to deal with the press post-mortem of what went wrong. To be honest they are going to have to dig deep to find much? I’ve been lucky enough to see some of the Olympics first hand. The Ladies Marathon, the Wendy-ball semi-finals at Old Trafford and we had a day at Hyde Park Live. I’ve no complaints about any of it. Despite all the doom and gloom forecast before hand, the whole thing was a fantastic , very well organised experience. So just what were the best bits……….

Well, on a personal level the day in London watching the Marathon was awesome. It was great to see what we miss when we run the London Marathon- I can’t believe how fast they go. The atmosphere was brilliant and the way people waited for the very last injured athlete to finish some 20 minutes after everyone else had done was respect for others at its very best. Then there was ‘that Saturday night’ who will ever forget it.

As a Mum, being able to share the Olympics with my son has been truly memorable. Granted, I’m not too chuffed with his new found love for beach Volleyball- maybe because it’s not the ball skills he’s interested in but we have watched sports together that we never normally would. Horses dancing – whatever next!! I’m not too sure what he thought to the female boxing we watched but he cheered as loudly as everyone else when Nicola Adams won the semi-final!!! We also saw the first ever female Saudi athlete compete that day- Hyde Park was on it’s feet as she finished a whole lap behind everyone else- hopefully come Rio there will be more Saudi women getting their chance.

The Olympics and the Jubilee seem to have made Britain great again- will it last, who knows but it will be sad if nothing comes from all that has gone on. So can we inspire a generation? Well we can if we are all prepared to do our bit- if we sit back and assume someone else will sort it, then it will never happen.

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Off to Inspire a Generation

Anyone want to help

Bring it on!!!

And Now The End is Near………………Or is it???

So that’s it – just the Closing ceremony to go and then we’re done – well for the next 17 days then the Paralympics start – hope it gets the same recognition.

Just a quick blog as I want to watch the end – might as well I’ve sat here for hours watching everything else – it’s been awesome and I for one am going to miss it.

Anyway it’s been a fab day, Hubby and I made the most of some child free time and headed out on the mountain bikes -loved every minute of it – we will definitely be doing it again. Watch this space. Best of all today the mighty Wakefield Trinity beat St Helens with the last kick of the game – the giant killing continues. WTID.

 

Olympics has been Awesome

Paralympics coming

Bring it on

Guess What……………………….

Well it’s fair to say I felt a lot livelier today, however ‘Asda Big Shop’ and the sudden summer weather (I’m crap at running when it’s warm!) put pay to me running anywhere near the distance I intended. In fact had it not been for the Olympics I probably wouldn’t have gone at all. But Joe Pavey’s run in the 5000m pushed me into it. I ‘m glad I went. For the first time since my iron infused comeback I felt like I had a decent run. Granted it was only 2 1/2 mile but I did it in less than 22 1/2 minutes- not bad to say I could still taste the Chicken Enchilada I’d eaten less than 2 hours earlier – bet Paula Radcliffe never had timing issues with her meals!! The comeback is definitely on.

Just a little mention for my favourite topic – yep, Olympic watching has still taken up most of the day. I’m slightly baffled by the press moaning that today hasn’t been such a good day. Granted we didn’t pick up some Golds we expected to win but there has still been plenty of silver and bronze’s and lots of PB’s to celebrate. And let’s be honest that BMX thing boils down to who copes best on the day – are they stark raving mad – talk about taking your life in your hands. I don’t think I’ll be trying it anytime soon. Apparently the mountain biking starts tomorrow – can’t wait to see what that’s all about!!

No doubt tomorrows press will be full of the mens  GB 4 x 100m team cocking in up in the baton change, but come on there were a couple of novices in that team and to change a baton while running at silly speeds is not easy. I remember doing it at school (slowly) yes we did real sport in my day – well apart from Primary School when we had to roll round being a leaf blowing in the wind. Believe it or not they still do the same thing only they updated it to washing on a line – I’m not kidding. I did it on a P.E course last year. Then there was the giraffes can’t dance lesson………..sorry I’m rambling again. but you do wonder how we win anything in the Olympics teaching stuff  like that in P.E!!

2.5 miles in 22 minutes and 22 secs

Queen of Speed (I don’t think!)

Bring it on

Just for a Change ……….The Olympics!!!

So what a few days it has been and I can honestly say I’ve loved every minute of it. I know that there have been those who have questioned the whole Olympic thing but you only need to go to London and soak up all that’s going on( people are even talking to one another on the tube – unheard of usually) to know it’s gone better than anyone imagined and I’m sure the Paralympics will be just as succesful. Will it inspire a generation – only time will tell, my only hope is that all the facilities that have been built will be put to good use  and not left empty like in other countries. Hopefully the government has now had the kick up the arse it needs and real P.E will be heading back to schools anytime soon – but I won’t go on about P.E it’s a real bug bare of mine – I’ll save it for another blog.

It’s fair to say I’ve watched sports that I’ve never really seen before and I’ve got to say the Female Wendy-ball (football) that I watched at Old Trafford was actually quite good. Don’t get me wrong some of the kicking and heading was a bit, well…..well it was shit. But boy did they lay into one another and I don’t mean’ handbags at ten paces kinda stuff’ they really had a go and there was none of this diving like submarine type stuff that their male counterparts do – well maybe a little bit. Only downside of the whole night was that we opted to cheer for Canada and the flaming Americans won – the ref made sure they did. Cheating in the Olympics – surely not!!  Still it was a brilliant night and from a rugby league girl that truly is a compliment.

Yesterday, after trying every possible option to get in the Olympic Park, we failed. Jack and I headed to Hyde Park to watch some of the day’s action on the big screens – another fab day- the atmosphere was electric. It’s hard to describe really, but everyone laughs and jokes with one another, all talking about how good the Brits are and asking why us in Yorkshire are doing so well – I didn’t gloat – honest!! One of the best bits had to be watching Nicola Adams (another Yorkshire Lass) batter her opponent to get to the finals. Female Boxing – whatever next. Not what I was expecting – they really go for it. Jack was some what bemused – think he was expecting girlie slapping and handbags – but he wore his union Jack Flag ( wore it – it buried him!) with pride and cheered just as loudly a everyone else. Despite his disappointment at failing to get in the Olympic park ( at least he did get to go in when I did my Olympic Park Run – but I think he wanted to see it finished!) he loved the day out and hopefully when he’s older he will be able to look back and say  he was part of it.

Only three days left now – then what will we do? The hunt for Paralympic tickets is on!!

Olympic exhaustion today

Feeling livelier tomorrow

Bring it On

Er…..More Olympics

So this time last week we were sat staring at the TV (well Jack and I were – Ernie was laying in the wardrobe!!) and wondering if this London Olympics was going to be all it claimed to be or a total disaster. Fast forward a week and it has blown all expectations out of the water – it’s been awesome – all of it. A real two fingers to the British Press who haven’t had a good thing to say about the Olympics for months.

From Boris hanging on his highwire to every effort by every athlete – it’s been ace and now there are only 2 more sleeps until I get to go see some real live action close up. Yes come Sunday my friend and I are heading to the capital at stupid o clock so we can go watch the women’s marathon – can’t wait. The flags are ready as is my team GB top, hoodie and anything else I buy team GB wise before Sunday – maybe Jack suggestion of face paint and foam finger is a tad OTT but I can’t deny I’m tempted!!!

Monday see’s me at Old Trafford for female Wendy-Ball (me at a football game – priceless) hopefully I’ll manage to contain myself and remember not to shout ‘knock on’ and ‘bang him her’ – rugby league kinda girl me!!  Who to cheer for though – Canada or USA!!

Just how well are Team GB doing

More of the same tomorrow

Bring it on

 

 

An Olympic Occasion…………………..

So why I’m up at this time ( I started typing this at half eight!!)  when a; I didn’t get to bed until silly o clock  as I waited for the flame to be lit and b; I’ve hardly slept thanks to a drunken hubby snoring loudly all night – and he dares complain that I snore!!! So what did I think of the opening ceremony….. and by the way this is my blog and my personal opinion -which I’m entitled to!

For those of you that don’t know – I ran in the Olympic Stadium back in March – it was an awesome experience so every time I see the stadium I get goosebumps. I’ve also spent the year working in a school where we have celebrated all the values of the Olympics so it feels like we’ve been waiting for ever for this day to come.

Overall I thought last nights ceremony was amazing and I understood the concept of celebrating all that was good about our country but then in celebrating all that was good it clearly showed all that we had as a country that has now gone -killed off by various governments. The look at our amazing NHS was laughable really as the NHS is on its knees (the good old government strikes again – sad really when Doctors and nurses work so hard to try to keep it going.)  – there were more beds in that stadium than any hospital I know – and before anybody starts I know we are lucky to have a free health service but for those who are having to deal with closing of heart units, loss of services etc it is not something to celebrate.

Anyway, that was my only niggle really, that and the fact that some of it seemed a little rushed -it was hard at times to keep up.(maybe that was the glass of wine though!)  But that said some of it was classic. The Mr Bean bit was hilarious, even the Queen herself got involved the music was good (apart from Macca at the end – like his music, can’t stand him) and the fireworks, lights etc were fab, but more than that it was good that we celebrated real people not just plastic celebrities. I do wonder what people around the world thought of it and if they even got it – but compared to some other opening ceremonies I’ve watched it has to be up there as a good one.

One thing I didn’t realise is just how many countries there now are in the World – all these little republics etc created due to divided nations – the athletes parade was much quicker when everyone was friends – sad really. Trying to explain to Jack which republic used to be which country – big headache!!!  Talking of headaches,by this point hubby had siddled off to bed, too much red wine celebrating our wedding anniversary – last I heard from his was a huge crash as he fell in the wardrobe – I didn’t go check on him we were getting to a good bit.

Inspiration

At last Team GB were here – great in itself but even better as it meant we were finally getting to the lighting of the flame and nearer to being able to go to bed – well come on I’m usually asleep by ten!! So was I happy with the choice of who lit the flame – you bet. A very clever touch – a true legend bringing it into the stadium (Sir Steve)  and then handing it over to our future generation to light the flame – brilliant.

So highlights for me – well the Queen picking her nails just at the moment Team GB arrived (mind you poor Philip was asleep!!) Team GB arriving.  The British Armed forces -nothing needs adding to that. Tiger feet – Mudd – classic!!! And the Olympic Flame – inspiring a generation.

Just one question, just where was Boris – I was really looking forward to one of his legendary speeches – who can ever forget wiff waff’s coming home when we got the Olympic flag in Beijing!!

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Anyway – best go check Hubby’s still breathing!!

Olympics opened

Time for medals

Bring it on

Queen of Ping Pong – sort of………………

At last, a Sunday Lie-In – well until half eight anyway -then I did something else I haven’t done for weeks -sat with a coffee and read a book (not that book!). I don’t know what came over me. Perhaps the fact I woke with a banging head and the beginnings of a cold added to my ‘let’s laze about’ syndrome, though to be fair the rugby kit is washed and away, Fluff the pig is back outside (the rats have gone – hopefully) and the wash basket is empty – I have done somethings, just not all of them. Still it’s only five more days until the big holidays and then I’ll have loads of time to catch up with jobs, so I’m not stressing -yet!

Another job for today was wading my way through the ridiculous amounts of photos I’ve taken over the last few weeks – mainly rugby related – and upload them to the Club website. The first 1000 are sorted – only 2000 to go……………..

In between the photo cropping and fixing I’ve been playing table tennis -one of Jack’s current favourite pastimes. Trouble is I’m rubbish – if it were a full size table I’d be awesome – but it’s not, so I’m awful. I can knock it against walls ceilings even the lights, but the table – no chance. Still Jack must have been having an off day cos after weeks of trying I ‘Dawn the Destroyer’ finally beat him by ONE WHOLE POINT. Wahoo

 Back to work tomorrow

Only Five days left

Bring it on

Warning – Random Blonde with Camera…………….

Well another day, another rain cloud – well actually no, the sunshine lasted until almost five o clock- then it wanged it down!! Still, we had a great day out at the Wildcats (Wakefield Trinity for those who prefer the grown up name!) and I didn’t need the various waterproofs , jumpers and boots that I took with me!!!

Yes today was ‘Crigglestone All Blacks’ day at Wakefield. A chance to raise much-needed funds and let our players show what they have to offer. Well from an U12’s perspective they certainly did that. To take on a team from Wigan is a tough ask to take on a team from Wigan and win is awesome – and that’s just what they did. Such is the scale of junior rugby in Wigan, that you often have to go through a selection process to get in the team( yes even at this age)  – that’s why they are so good – did that  phase our bunch of U12’s, er no. 

I stood on top of this building!!!

All in all it was a great day for all our teams (apart from Wakey- cos they got hammered) they all enjoyed it and I should know – I managed to take over 2000 pictures of them doing just that. I think I got a bit carried away – maybe my time in the press box (open platform on top of one of the bars – bloody scary) went to my head. You see I may look a right Wally in my bright orange vest but the plus side is if you wander up to where the matchday photographers stand no one asks who you are – to be fair security didn’t start work until one, but all they normally worry about is making the kids put their legs over the wall – haven’t got time to worry about some random blonde wandering around with a camera!! I got some great shots…………

 

Looks like a week of sorting photos

I love it really!

Bring it on

Super Team

 

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