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One-liner Wednesday … getting my bake on!

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“If chocolate cake makes Monday easier, imagine what it can do to Wednesday!” – me, watching the Great British Bake Off last night and getting the urge to BAKE!


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Unexpected but satisfying outcome

Woman crossing the finish line

Good morning my lovelies. I hope you all had a fab weekend. As you know mine featured a 5K race for charity on Sunday  morning.

The morning dawned wet and breezy, not ideal for fun runners, especially when the course is run on horse racing course! The going was rough under foot, great for sprained ankles and knees! I could feel panic mode setting in.

‘What if I sprained something? My long-awaited holiday is less than a week away!’

Very quickly I realised my mind was heading off towards Catastrophe City. I had to head it off to my happy place otherwise my panic would become reality.

‘Deep breaths Cath. You can do this. Let’s practice a little yoga breathing!’

As I looked around the race course I saw a sea of girls in pink. From little ones in pushchairs all the way to some very senior ladies, all with one goal in mind, raise funds for Cancer Research UK and have fun while doing it. Each participant was wearing a reason to run on their t-shirts. Some were running in memory someone who lost their battle(that was me for Mr D’s Aunty) while others were running for someone currently fighting. Everyone had a reason.

Most of us were running in groups but a few, like me, were solo runners with a support team on the sidelines. Mr D and my daft dog came to cheer me on. Even the support teams joined in the pink theme. Dogs were sporting pink bandanas. Even some bearded men had their beards decorated with pink glitter. The atmosphere was brilliant. Once I’d got my head back in the zone, I was able to absorb the positive energy surrounding me.

I had to laugh when the hosts on stage started the mass warm-up. The track they chose was my earworm nemesis – Baby Shark! (Ooo! Recent #SoCS reference!). I can honestly say it was the most hilarious warm-up I’ve ever taken part in. Seeing over a thousand people do the actions to Baby Shark squashed the last dregs of panic out of my system. How can you panic when you’re giggling?

With us warmed up, the hosts did their best to get us into some sort of starting order. Runners to the front, then joggers,¬† with walkers and pushchairs bringing up the rear. I got boxed in somewhere at the back of the joggers. Mind you, one person’s idea of jogging could be another’s idea of running flat out!

Five. Four. Three. Two. One. We’re off!

I spent the first kilometer trying to dodge round people and keep my footing. The next kilometer passed without incident as the route followed a tarmac path. I was still overtaking people. Glancing at my watch I could see I was keeping to my ideal pace (the one I trained at) and not remotely out of breath. My mind relaxed as I switched into mantra mode.

‘I am full of health and vitality and can easily run this 5k.’

I kept this mantra going, zoning out everyone else, so much so that I didn’t see Mr D and daft dog at the half way marker! At this point I was only aware of running past more people. In a moment of self-doubt I wondered if I was running too fast and would run out of steam! Checking my watch again I was amazed to see all was going well.

With the 4k marker in sight I knew the finishing post (haha – another reference to #SoCS!) was near. Then I heard my name. Mr D and daft dog were running beside me, cheering me (and barking!). That was all I needed to spur me on. As the finishing line came into view, I glanced at the race timer and realised, that with a spurt of speed, I could beat my own personal best from 10 years ago when I first started running.

With determination and exhilaration, I kicked hard and shot past the finish post and forgot to slow down. I was still running with plenty of juice left in the tank. It wasn’t until I neared the water station that it registered in my brain to slow up. One of the race helpers had to shout to me to remind me to pick up my finishers medal and water!

‘Yes! I did it. OMG I’ve beaten my best time from back when I was 40!’

Now I need a new goal. As I’m not keen to run further than 5k I think my goal is to run faster. I may be 12 years older than I was when I set that last record but that’s no reason to believe I can’t improve my time. Age is just a number not a state of mind, or body for that matter.

I’m taking a break from running until I come back from my holiday. Autumn will be well under way by then so all I need to do is buy some autumn/winter training kit and get back out there.

Wishing you all a lovely Tuesday.

Cath xx

 

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#SoCS -Passing the finishing post!

Woman crossing the finish line

Tomorrow I know I will not be first past the finishing post, and I’m fine with that. I’m running a 5K race to raised funds for Cancer Research here in the UK. Over the past 8 weeks my village has been entertained by me, dressed in bright pink (the colour of the charity), speedwalking, jogging, running, sweating, waving to passing cars, and admiring the gardens, as I gradually increased my distance and time. I looked like a liquorice allsort in trainers!.

I’m not racing against anyone else, I’m too postmenopausal for that nonsense. Nor am I racing against my current personal best. I’m running in memory of Mr D’s Aunty Helen who died last year from cancer. I also run just because I can. I have the joy of health and improved fitness. Mr D has noticed an improvement in the tone of my posterior!

I imagine that by the time I reach the 4K marker the most important thing on my mind will be the postrun celebrations. I hope the finishers goodie bag has some lovely treats inside. I bet they won’t contain a ready mixed Gin and Tonic. I’ll make one in case. If I’m clever, I’ll be able to disguise it as fruit-infused postexercise rehydration!


This is my last #SoCS post for three weeks. If you would like to fill in for me while I’m off sunning myself, click here.

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One-liner Wednesday – Knitting hazards

What a pleasant Autumnal pastime is knitting a chunky throw for the sofa. The gentle clickety-clack as the needles pass each other. The snuggly feel of the yarn as is passes through your fingers. Right up till the throw I’m knitting reaches critical mass, superheating my body and triggering a hot flush!

Buggrit! Pass me a fan (again!)


Today’s hot one-liner comes from Linda G Hill’s weekly prompt. Click here to find out how to join in the fun.

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We have lift-off!

Photo by Lukas from Pexels
Photo by Lukas from Pexels

At long last I have finally put pen to paper, or to be more precise, downloaded a writing app, bought a keyboard for my iPad and started writing! Thank you to you lovely readers for the encouragement. My family agrees this is a great project for me too. So far so good.

The practicalities are somewhat more testing than I imagined, even for a world-class procrastinator. I thought it would be me getting in the way of myself, but not always. The setting up of the keyboard seems to signal to the pup that it’s time to pester Mum.

There I am, setting up my little area on the breakfast bar, settling down to get my ideas out of my head and into the app when two front paws and a wet nose land on me! She’s no light-weight either. So I cave in and get her a chew to keep her quiet.

Settling down again, fingers hovering over the keyboard, I get the first sentence typed when Mr D sidles into view. I can tell what one of the words will be before he opens his mouth. Whatever he’s about to ask, it will be preceded by the words ‘but’ and ‘just’. It doesn’t matter what the subject is, this is how it goes –

“I know your busy but could you just…?

At this rate it’s going to be a very long project!

Wishing you all a fab Tuesday xx

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#SoCS…. aargh no! Get out of my head!

So Linda’s writing prompt popped up on my reader feed and I laughed. Not because the topic “earworm” is hilarious, but because I was already in the grip of one.

Usually I develop earworms from singing along to the radio (how retro) or from a good movie sound track. However, todays earworm was passed on to me, like a Chinese whisper.

There I was, midway through a training run (my fun run race is in two weeks, eeeek!) when another runner approached from the opposite direction. Being the sociable runner I am I said “Hi”. He blanked me. How rude! And then I spotted his earbuds. Aha. He’s listening to music. As he got closer I realised he was singing along. I wondered what he was listening to. And that, dear readers, is when I caught it.

He was only singing the blooming “baby shark” song.

What the actual heck?!! Some playlist!

As we passed each other I swear that bloody song jumped into my ears and it’s been there ever since. I know what I need to do to get rid of it but am afraid I might make it worse by doing the actions!

Anyhoo…. here’s what’s stuck in my head… sorry.

Baby Shark Song

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One-liner Wednesday – Seasonal display

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I like to think of Autumn as Mother Nature putting on her best party dress.


This week’s midweek musings are prompted by Linda G Hill and her amazingly naughty dog biscuit photos!