A Sea of Pink

Pink is like my least favourite colour ever. Although I have become quite attached to a pink scarf recently, but I digress. Pink was my least favourite colour ever but I think now it will be forever connected to the sea of women I ran with today around Arthur’s Seat. It was crazy, pink as […]

Race for Life

I have a friend, Vivienne, who is wonderful. She is the very epitome of effervescent with a healthy dose of brutal realism thrown in when you really need it. She is exceptionally kind both materially and with her time, she makes everyone she speaks to feel interesting. Everytime I see or speak to her I […]

Great Scottish Run 2012

I have the medal which means I totally did it! I took more than 15 minutes off my previous time and finished with a sprint and a big smile on my face. There were a few differences this time round. I wasn’t recovering from flu, I had my watch and iPod on me, I took […]

Last Chance Run

I have just registered online to take part in the Great Scottish Run in a few weeks. I’ve been putting it off despite following a half marathon training plan for the last ten weeks as I wasn’t sure I was actually going to go through with it. After all what’s wrong with completing the training […]

Reflections

A wise woman told me to reflect for a few days on my half marathon, so I did:) I hope I didn’t come across as negative or whiny in my last post about it, that was not my intention. I wasn’t disappointed or sad just maybe a little shocked? I think the experience just wasn’t […]

The night before

So I’m running a half marathon in the morning. It seems ridiculous to even type that, what am I thinking? I’m scouring the internet for advice only to discover that I’m pretty much too late to undertake any of the advice suggested. Ah well. I’m a bit nervous to be honest, not for the actual […]

Turnaround

So I ran yesterday morning. It was sunny. I had breakfast. I ran a new route. I finished 10K in a reasonable time. I ran my fastest ever mile. Such a good way to start our holiday week. My turnaround point was here – halfway over the footbridge over Newbridge roundabout. It felt almost poetic […]