A Little Goes A Long Way

I’ve always bounced back. From every knock I’ve ever experienced, I’ve found a way to reflect, rebuild and go again. My Psych on Wednesday was pretty hard. He pushed me to recall really difficult stuff, he challenged my thinking, my self-esteem, my perception. Considering it was the second day after we said “in a bit” […]

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Grief. You’re a Prick!

On 13th December 2019 my husband, Mark, passed away. The reason he passed was unexpected, the Coroner came back with `undetermined’. That shit is hard to reconcile with. Mark was 52. Christmas and New Year passed in a blur, as have the days and weeks since. How can I possibly explain how I feel right […]

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Do Epic Shit. Just Because You Can.

I want to attempt a running marathon, I really do, but sense got through to me this morning, just in time to stop me signing up for the Berlin Mara next September. My knees are shot, I know that and, with a possible exception for the GNR, my long distance running efforts are over. So […]

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Bucket List

In May, I updated you all with my failed running efforts. I completed 50% of my charity challenge but having to admit defeat, to not fulfil my promise, is something that has preyed on my mind ever since. The ace news? A very kind, anonymous soul, donated over £600 to help me achieve my £5000 […]

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I may be down, but I am not out.

In 14 hours I will line up with thousands of others to start the Rotary Stratford Marathon (and half marathon). I am attempting the half. I am not even remotely prepared; I have not ran since the Coventry Half Marathon on 19th March. Since then, I have been troubled with a gammy knee and wonky […]

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Back to Skool

But this time I want, and I’m willing, to learn. It is fair to say I didn’t do well at school. I didn’t enjoy the formal learning environment or the chosen teaching style. I didn’t enjoy being in a fixed place, looking in the same direction, at the back of the same kids head, half-listening […]

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Label me? I label myself.

Inspired by the very brilliant blog by Ruth Penfold on the train home tonight, I want to share with you my thoughts on labels. Not the kind in the back of your pants but the kind that are attached to people. Ruth said, in her blog entitled: THAT TIME WHEN I REALISED THAT I WEAR MY […]

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