Tuesday, 30 September 2014

As far as runs go... That one was pretty average. 

We were both tired. 
We were both grumpy. 
But. We ran. 

It was slow and there was even some ... Walking
Walking!
Yeah. It was pretty average. 
But what would we have done if we didn't go at all?
Poured the wine too early. Sat on our bums. Ate too much. Felt guilty. 

So yeah... An average run tonight. 

But an average run is a million times better than no run. 

Average beats nothing. 

Thursday, 25 September 2014

Here we go!!!!!
Hill run done. 
Shower had. 
Onesie on. 
New book. 
Clean sheets. 
Favourite pillow. 
Oh this is the very definition of bliss. 
I'm gonna snuggle down now and enjoy this... completely and utterly. 

Saturday, 20 September 2014

What is a friend?

Really though. Have you ever wondered? What does an actual friend look like? 

Yes yes, I know all the definitions. A friend is there when others are not. A friend will only get in your way if you're going down not up. A friend is etc etc etc. 

I've heard and read all the definitions. 

Well... Now I know. I know what a friend looks like. It looks like Nicky. 

Last weekend I got sick. With no explanation. Out of the blue I got really sick. It was scared. Actually I was terrified. I was panicked. And I was embarrassed. 

But Nicky was there. A solid absolute sense of warmth and safety. 

CS Lewis said something once about friendship being unnecessary. Something about it not being necessary for survival. 

I found the quote...
 
"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival." ~C.S. Lewis

I probably WOULD have agreed with that. But I don't now. 

Friendship, when it is in it's purest form, is necessary. It is vital. 

One more thing... You'll love this...

Even when I was drugged up in the hospital and expecting to stay the night ... Nicky popped out to get our race packs for the half marathon the next day. 

Just in case. 

We ran. Our 7th half marathon. And we set a new PB. Our slowest half ever. 








Sunday, 7 September 2014

There we were. Outside the gate. Mucking around. Adjusting our caps, tightening our laces, deciding whether or not to add another layer, setting our watches... Mucking around. Doing everything we could to put off the run. 
Then Nicky's husband came at us with a hose!!! 
An actual hose!
Spraying water at us!
"RUN!!!"
Ok. 
Ok. 

There's a little bit of hope in the mucking around. Hope that something might just happen ... so that we can say "We can't run now!"  I always secretly pray for a civil emergency. 

It's always tough. It's always hard. Even just getting your gear on can be soul destroying. But you know right? Deep down inside... You know ... You have to run.

So stop mucking around... If I could squirt a hose of icy cold water at you I would. 

RUN!