Whoops! Apologies for not writing about the last few weeks before the race, but things got pretty hectic. I did it though. Here is a video, if the link still works. At about 19 seconds you can see me in the white hat over to the right!
October was a heavy month for me. I was not very organized and ended up having to write an end of course essay, start another course and write an essay on that as well cram in the run. Things were looking pretty good. I managed a couple of 9 mile runs. I finished the old course. I even managed to fit in some fun.
Unfortunately, I managed to get a cold during the week before the run. I spent a day in bed (cheering myself up watching this). I warned everyone I might not be able to do the run, but felt defiant. Drank lots of honey, lemon, ginger drinks. Had garlic soup (4 bulbs!). Ian drove us down to Exeter and we stayed with friends. I felt pretty sorry for myself as not only was I ill, but I was supposed to be meeting my new little nephew and thought that idea was out the window.
I'm sure the garlic soup helped, having a lovely couple of relaxing days with friends certainly made a difference, but I firmly believe the saviour was alcoholic ginger beer! I could feel it working on my chest as I drank it (honest). We got to visit little Keelan (and his lovely parents) and I made it through the ten miles. It was not easy. I had trouble breathing and took my inhaler a few times. I had a hanky up my sleeve and I used it. I had to walk a bit, at about seven miles I thought I would have to stop, but I did it! (If that made you feel bad, you might still be able to sponsor me here).
Seeing all the people running for cancer, for Alzheimer's, for friends and family made me thoughtful. I wondered if I should be doing that instead. My nan died of cancer, my grandad died with Alzheimer's. Obviously they are good causes. Running to raise funds for CAAT is good for those things too. Public spending on the arms trade could be better spent on many things, including research into those diseases, treatment for sufferers and support for their families. In this time of austerity and cuts in front-line public services it really makes me sick that we continue to support companies making a profit from killing. Ask your MP to sign EDM 460 on arms sales.
Unfortunately, I managed to get a cold during the week before the run. I spent a day in bed (cheering myself up watching this). I warned everyone I might not be able to do the run, but felt defiant. Drank lots of honey, lemon, ginger drinks. Had garlic soup (4 bulbs!). Ian drove us down to Exeter and we stayed with friends. I felt pretty sorry for myself as not only was I ill, but I was supposed to be meeting my new little nephew and thought that idea was out the window.
I'm sure the garlic soup helped, having a lovely couple of relaxing days with friends certainly made a difference, but I firmly believe the saviour was alcoholic ginger beer! I could feel it working on my chest as I drank it (honest). We got to visit little Keelan (and his lovely parents) and I made it through the ten miles. It was not easy. I had trouble breathing and took my inhaler a few times. I had a hanky up my sleeve and I used it. I had to walk a bit, at about seven miles I thought I would have to stop, but I did it! (If that made you feel bad, you might still be able to sponsor me here). Seeing all the people running for cancer, for Alzheimer's, for friends and family made me thoughtful. I wondered if I should be doing that instead. My nan died of cancer, my grandad died with Alzheimer's. Obviously they are good causes. Running to raise funds for CAAT is good for those things too. Public spending on the arms trade could be better spent on many things, including research into those diseases, treatment for sufferers and support for their families. In this time of austerity and cuts in front-line public services it really makes me sick that we continue to support companies making a profit from killing. Ask your MP to sign EDM 460 on arms sales.
