You know those people who don't blog for a while and then do a post apologising, but you know, they've been so busy. As though they have not had a spare second to throw some thoughts onto their blog. As though they must take the requisite time to ponder, to cogitate. To craft it. Well I say foo to that. FOO. I have been busy, but quite frankly most of my blog posts are pretty much just brain farts anyway, so I might as well settle down and write one instead of watching a Murder, She Wrote repeat on ITV3, which was my original plan for the evening.
So what have I been up to? Well work has been BUSY. I've been tasked with writing a lot of new business proposals, am in the process of on-boarding two new clients, attending networking events and even looking at organising our potential office move, from the aspect of getting input from all of my colleagues and taking a look at our company culture and making sure that our new offices and working practices represent who we want to be. Phew. All fun stuff, but all on top of my regular client delivery type work. Yikes. It's all go.
Outside of work, I'd love to say that I've been doing an awful lot of running. But in reality I've been spending quite a bit of time not running. I've been thinking a lot about running. I've spent literally hours feeling guilty about not running, but very little time tying my laces and getting out the door. To point where I was starting to get seriously worried about whether I'd even make it to the start line of the Brighton Marathon in April. But not worried enough to get out the door HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA. In case you were wondering, that's what my panic laughter looks like.
So at the weekend, I unleashed my new and improved cunning plan for marathon training. It's revolutionary yet astonishingly simple, all at the same time. I have made arrangements to go running with other people, on the basis that if I've arranged to meet someone, it's much harder to make excuses and procrastinate until it's "too dark" / "raining" / "Countryfile is on".
And it worked! On Saturday morning I went out for a short trot with B, only just under 3 miles, but a really enjoyable run nonetheless. And then on Sunday, I made use of the services of my friendly local badass ultra runner who you can find here (even though he hasn't updated it for ages. I expect he's busy). I wanted to go for 10 miles. The plan said 13, but as I'd only previously got up to 5.2, I didn't want to go crazy. We ran to Guildford along the River Wey canal path and instead of turning around and running back to Godalming, I suggested that we go uphill and head back through the countryside on a path I knew. So we did. And it all felt great. I finished the run still feeling strong and as though I had plenty left in the tank and haven't had any muscle soreness since. So the main thing I have gained is a bit more running confidence, which has been seriously lacking of late. More of the same this weekend, with the possibility of enlisting some new
victims running buddies.
I think that's enough for now, I've tired myself out with it all. Oh, one last thing. If anyone should feel like sponsoring me for the Brighton Marathon, I just set up my new JustGiving page here