
When doing a Parkrun on a Saturday morning, you generally have just one thing to remember: don’t forget your barcode.
I forgot it.
Just for general wonderings…

When doing a Parkrun on a Saturday morning, you generally have just one thing to remember: don’t forget your barcode.
I forgot it.

Parents’ evening.
This does cause some issues if you are trying to be more active every day. What is the likely hood of staying at school until 8pm and then going out for a run once home? Zero.
That is why, incredibly, I was up and out the door at 6am this morning! Early morning runs are not really my cup of tea, but needs must and all that…
Smashed it.

Day 9 RED January
It was a chilly evening – I was wrapped up well for a few quick miles on the streets of Bourne.

Day 7 RED January
After not running at all in December (and barely in November) because of the niggle in the calf, this RED January is a godsend. It means I can very slowly increase distance and speed.
So today I was at the gym – 4 miles on the treadmill – slowly increasing the speed of each mile.
I’m hoping that by the end of January I might be somewhere need where I was about 3 months ago so that I can start building up the mileage and getting back to some faster parkruns.
RED January stats:
I’ve got quite a list of resolutions to try and get done in 2019. Although I’m not sure I like the idea of the word ‘resolution’, it sounds like a lot of pressure. But then I looked up its definition.

I like the sound of making a ‘firm decision’ to do something. That sounds like a lot less pressure. Some of my firm decisions for 2019 are a continuation of 2018, maybe they just need a bit more effort and focus. So, here we go, my list of firm decisions for 2019:








That’s about it. I have got a few more things I’d like to try and do in 2019, but I think that’s for another day. That is probably quite enough, and probably too much already.
Wish me luck.
Juneathon Day 29
We reach what is the penultimate day of Juneathon and this is the first run that actually felt like a Juneathon run. Rushed home from work, collected the dog and we hit the trails. It was hot and sweaty. In the past I have always remembered Juneathon as being exactly like this – lots of runs in the sun. However, this is the first of its kind this year.
The plan was to do about 5 miles at a reasonable pace – I'm starting to test Jeff* a bit more – it went well, a bit achy, but overall a success. Although, the dog probably disagreed with me – he struggled. I think the days of him joining me on my runs has well and truly gone. I understand it was pretty warm this evening but that was no excuse for the pace he was going. I had to wait for him on numerous occasions. And when I told him to get a move on, did he listen? Did he hell! If anything he started going slower.
Anyway, when we returned home I gave him a good talking to. This resulted in him sitting in the corner of the garden with the hump and ignoring me all night.

* If you don't understand what this means then you are lucky enough not to find yourself reading the nonsense that is contained on this blog too often – I will not put you through the pain of an explanation.