It because clear to me today that I must take up running.


We took Lizzie for her first long walk today – and it turns out that she really likes running.  Like, a lot.

So, a runner I shall be.

I dug out my old sports bra (leading Jessie to gesture confusedly at me, saying “it’s just so much Mama everywhere”) and yanked on some old shorts.  I hooked up my little dog and fished out the headphones that I bought for Sam.  Off we went.

Only when I run, the left headphone keeps popping out of my ear.  Not to be deterred, I tucked it into my bra (where my phone was already hanging).  On I ran.  Well, walked mostly, but I ran periodically.

Then the poor dog had diarrhea.  You really can’t, in good conscious, take a dog with diarrhea running.  So we ambled back.  Slowly.

I’ll try again next weekend.  No need to rush into my new life as ATHLETE.



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  1. Ahh there is always something to stick a spanner in the works, but never mind….. just keep on brushing off the obstacles and make it happen; nothing gets in the way of a woman on a mission, especially one on the way to becoming an athlete! Good luck! Although I am slim and very young looking for 46, and only 10st and 6ft 1 tall, I am also VERY unfit! Maybe I need a dog……


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