Run, Fat Boy, Run!

Jasper the run dog and I had some lovely runs through the woods last week, taking it easy and just enjoying the mud.

On Saturday night we rented ‘Run, Fat Boy, Run’ with Simon Pegg – really relevant as it’s about him attempting a marathon. This is a brilliant film for anyone who is into running and it’s very, very funny. Only problem was that on Sunday I went out for my pre-marathon 7.5 miler in the snow and sunshine (gorgeous) in full kit with my 11 year old on her bike. so now I’ve got another training partner, it was great but at one point I stopped for a drink and got ‘Mummy, you’re not allowed to stop, I have a spatula and I’m not afraid to use it!’ from her – you need to see the film to understand, I then couldn’t stop giggling for the next mile.

Reverted back to the old trainers, no orthotics, and for the 7.5 miles they were great but they usually are, it’s from 8-9 miles it gets painful. Just have to load up on nurofen for the big day and then start being sensible and begin Triathlon training ready for end of July.

However, i have managed to get her to appreciate whizzing through muddy puddles on her bike. She usually refuses to go through the mud and won’t come mud plugging through the hills with me on my mountain bike as she doesn’t want to get her bike dirty – however, yesterday, she did and loved it. I’ll get her up into the woods yet!

I’m now very excited about Sunday, 6 days to go, just hacked off that I’ve not lost any weight with all this running but reading other marathon blogs this seems to be the case for lots of people, so it’s going to be hacking in to the diet from Monday. I’m having withdrawal symptoms from the distance running, feel like I’m wussing out and cheating by not doing the mileage anymore, doesn’t feel quite right somehow. Roll on Sunday.