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I am Queen of the World!

So I’ve come to the end of my running odyssey, and I find it ironic that at the end of this program, I find myself running 10K alone—on my treadmill—just the way I started.


Hurts so good

I read once in a beginning runner’s handbook that one shouldn’t try to increase distance and speed at the same time, but I appear to have broken that rule.


Nitty gritty time

At running club last night, I christened week seven with another 8 kilometre run. Note to self: pee before you go, dummy.



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Archive for September, 2011

  1. September 27th, 2011 - Sign up for a 10K? Are you nuts?

    Yes, I think I am. Last night I joined the first session of an eight week running club with friends and acquaintances from my church. I have been jogging for a long time, but I’ve never run with a group, let alone compete in a race.

  2. September 23rd, 2011 - Who needs a hospital, anyway?

    It was a difficult pregnancy. Not only was I continually nauseous, but I had back pain. I was sleepless, every night tossing and turning in an effort to find a comfortable position. The baby was pressing on my sciatic nerve, making sitting down or standing up an excruciating process. But I muddled through.

  3. September 18th, 2011 - The parable of the grapes

    I wish I were a better gardener, because there is nothing in the world like the satisfaction of harvesting food that has been planted and grown in one’s own backyard—to see the magical transformation from bud to flower to fruit.

  4. September 7th, 2011 - Did I say that?

    This morning, my oldest child headed out to her last-first day of high school. It’s hard to believe she will graduate this year, and even though I still have two more children with plenty of growing left, it makes me feel as though the biggest chunk of my life is quickly drawing to a close.