This year I had planned to run the Manchester Marathon, for the British Stammering Association, but a bout of ill health put paid to that. So I wanted to do something but nothing kind of seemed 'enough'. Then the other day via a Facebook memory thing it popped up that it was 8 years ago … Continue reading Running all over the place….
I was never a 'Sports Mum', one of those ones that had to get up at 7am on a Saturday to stand by the football pitch or rugby field in minus five to watch my little cherub play for his school team or local town. My boy was an outdoors kid, loved our weekend camping … Continue reading Hitting Where It Hurts….
When I moved to Middlewich, a lovely town in Cheshire, last year, I found it was surrounded by canals and as it turns out great places to run. Now, I like the idea of running, it's just I am not too fussed on the reality of it. I find it boring as hell. If I … Continue reading Get Running!