Cool as a cucumber

Only 2 weeks to go! Yep, I’m cool as a cucumber over here! Why do people say that? Are cucumbers cool?

Moving on then…, 2 weeks to the marathon! I could really do with another 3 months to train! I still haven’t run for more than 14 miles. I seem to have got fatter and I have lost all motivation! Good stuff!

Last week I attempted to go for 16 miles, I got about half a mile in and wasn’t really feeling it at all, perhaps I’d left it too long since my last run? I decided to do a short run to remind my body to get back in the game and which muscles to use and then go for a proper run the next day. It was about this point that I ran past 2 guys and a girl. The guy pointed me out and declared ‘Now she NEEDS to go running’.

I looked back over my shoulder to find the entire group staring at my ass and grimacing. It’s fair to say, I felt pretty shit after that and ran straight home, got under my duvet and refused to come out for the rest of the day.

With all confidence lost, running did not happen the next day. It appeared I could not run and if I tried, I got abuse. Bad days. I hate running!!!

My conscious kicked in mid afternoon on Monday and reminded me that people had sponsored me to do this.

Fine then! I might be fat and shit at running but I owe you a marathon, and a marathon is what I’m going to give you damn it. But I’m not happy about it!

I attempted another long run on Monday night but only made it to 4 miles. Wednesday came around and with all my hopes pinned, I managed 11 miles, with the help of one banoffee flavoured energy gel (which is the best thing I have ever eaten, ever!). I might just start eating energy gels all the time now, running or no running!

Any way, it appears I can run. I just have to do another 15.2 miles more and I’m done. Yeah. Easy. Oh, my charity running vest has arrived – it’s too small. And bright yellow. Brilliant. I am going to look hotttttt!

A long time ago my friend brought me a toy unicorn, which sings a hypnotic song. At first I thought it was saying ‘hello, hello, hello, hello I am five and I hope that you are too’. It turns out I completely misheard the song and that’s not it at all, I prefer my version though. The hypnotic unicorn is so mesmerising, even housemate loves it. I am aware that this has nothing to do with running but I was bored the other day and decided to draw some pictures of it and thought I would share them with you.

I’m going to go find some energy gel now!