I went to Windsor Castle by myself today. Now, if you are a parent going ANYWHERE by yourself is usually a treat. If it doesn't require the purchase of food or clothing, the attendance of a birthday party, the movement of one or more spawn to multiple locations in which you are allowed five minutes... Continue Reading →
On December 18, 2008 I landed at Heathrow Airport with three suitcases, a dog, and a lot of nervousness. The sky was grey, in fact, so much about the UK seemed grey, having migrated from the green lands of the American south. We crammed everything into the rental car and I was driven (I... Continue Reading →
What happens when you take a seasoned festive light visiting kid to one of the largest light trails in the south of England? A mile long discussion on the location of the fairground rides, that's what.
I can't believe I'm writing this but... I am missing all the preparation for the marathon. I'm missing the calculated mileage, the packing, the visualisation, the excitement. I'm finding myself upset that it's all over. And even though I know that technically it isn't, and that I should be enjoying my recovery period and thinking... Continue Reading →
Here's my pre-London Marathon pep talk. Short, sweet, and includes people dressed as beer for comedic purposes.
So I'm onto tapering and put in 12 miles today on the Oxford canals. Also, no famous people on the course today. Especially no John Barrowman. A girl can dream...
So now that the encounter with Tom Cruise is over, what has happened since the original post? Read along with my 16 devout followers...