My running journey 2011-2021
May13

My running journey 2011-2021

I wrote the other day about my early years as a runner. Today I will tell you about my more recent running journey. In 2011, shortly after my daughter started school, I ran Bath half marathon in 1:59:54. It was my third half marathon, but my first in 15 years, as finding the time to run with a job and small children at home wasn’t easy. But as the years went on, life got easier and I was able to run more. After Bath half...

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My running journey: The early years (1994-2011)
May11

My running journey: The early years (1994-2011)

Although I write a lot about running, I realise I’ve never written about my running journey from the start, particularly the early years. I’m proud of the fact that I started running in 1994 and have never given up. Although in those early years I didn’t run a fraction of the distance I do now. It was my husband who persuaded me to start running in 1994. I was 20 years old and still at university. He’d been at...

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A week off work
Apr12

A week off work

We should have been on holiday in Padstow last week. We booked it way back in August last year, when the world was getting back to normal and we couldn’t possibly imagine things would all go horribly wrong again. We just chose one of the weeks of the Easter holidays at random, without putting any thought into it. We chose the wrong one. If we’d have chosen this week, we would be in Padstow right now, without question....

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Lockdown: Missing the isolation
Jun29

Lockdown: Missing the isolation

I’ve spent the last six and a bit years working for myself at home. After 15 years with the banter of a busy office, I wasn’t sure how I would cope with the isolation, but I’ve loved it. I do get the odd bout of loneliness and I’m always ready to see the kids at the end of the day, but I enjoy my solitude. I’ve got myself a good routine of mainly work, a few chores and a bit of the ‘me time’...

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Farewell, contract…
Jun21

Farewell, contract…

Regular readers will have heard me talking about the contract I have to do with children’s books, just one of the jobs I work on as a freelance writer. I’d been doing it for three years, and had done a related job for nine months before that. I enjoyed the job. I love reading, and can read children’s books just as happily as I could read any other books. Being paid to read sounds like a pretty good job. Except I was...

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