Oh holy crap! This week has brought some very new, and quite daunting, conversations with the eldest mini me (four and three quarters don't you know!) about politics. Not of the highly topical, general election. No.. this is WAAAAAAAY more important. This is the M&S of politics. This is playground politics. Ever since she started reception… Continue reading My Mummy said……
I'm guessing everyone's as fed up of reading about how crap my training has been this year as I am of living it! So this is a complete departure from that. Today I completed the Southampton 10k. Having had an almighty wobble post Hampton Court I decided the half was out for me. Too much… Continue reading Southampton 10k
The youngest is grouchy and unsettled.. She is teething and had her lunchtime nap at 4pm so bedtime has not gone to my usual military schedule!Whilst sitting in the dark settling her (unusual in itself as she hates being cuddled to sleep) I've just had an 'Oh Shit!' Moment...My first Tri is 2 weeks away.… Continue reading Tick Tock
Today, and over the next few weeks, loads of you are taking part in marathons. I am in awe of every one of you. Setting aside the fact I'm currently struggling to run 5km, I simply cannot imagine the grit and determination it's taken you all to get to this stage in your training. Whether it's your… Continue reading Marathon Madness
22 months... roughly... That's all it took for my cute baby to turn into a Tiny Terrorist! It's fair to say she is embracing the early onset of the terrible two's with every ounce of her being. I'm not altogether why I'm surprised, she's pretty switched on little lady and is clearly VERY frustrated by… Continue reading A Tiny Terrorist
and slidey.. And just generally clumsy! The first 'romantic' gesture from the Husband was a jokey email of a customised 'Little Miss'. Mine being Little Miss Accident Prone! Even in the early days he knew me so well!I blame my Dad.. Partly because he's not on Twitter or Facebook and therefore unlikely to read this,… Continue reading Born slippy
A self indulgent, self pitying post. Feel free to look away now. Normal (self mocking) service will be resumed once the happy pills kick in again! Forty.... "It's not that bad" said one, "Things have never been better" said another... Well, four and a half months in and personally I'm not loving it so far! I've… Continue reading The three F’s…
So, here's the thing.. Usually I'm slightly in mourning for the death of my social life post children. Tonight however, we headed to the pub straight from work and, what started as a nice couple of sociable drinks to start the long weekend, shifted.. This turned VERY quickly into the chance to make a night of it....… Continue reading Just not feeling it…..