Thursday 10 December 2009

Two Days In A Row!

Two days in a row, now maybe nagging sister will be more lenient about the whole jog to the park, jog round the park and jog home again scenario! Maybe the still quiet voices will ease off over this festive season AND GIVE ME A BREAK! But I doubt it. Encouragement is what they call it, I call it constant whining.

Yet here I am, blogging, which as you probably guessed by now, means I went out jogging again. On my way to the path I spied a fellow runner. He was jogging way ahead of me, I was thinking 'Good, get ahead, then you wont hear me wheezing behind you' He looked quite fit, running almost, so there was no way I would catch him up. Breathe a sigh of relief. But, wait, he's stopped, he's walking, oh no I'm catching him up. I almost cried out 'Keep going mate' but of course the only sounds coming from me was my heavy breathing. He must have heard this because he looked round and then moved to side of the path. 'Oh no, I'm going to have to pass this fellow jogger, with me wheezing and puffing like a broken down traction engine' As I got nearer I realised that maybe he wasn't a feller jogger, he was wearing painting overalls, oh thank goodness, he is just late for work. 'Alright' said the late worker, 'huh rrr aaah' I said back to him as I passed him. But that put me in a dilemma. Do I walk some of the way when I know he can still see me, or do I carry on till the alley before I walk between the lampposts. I didn't want to look like a pathetic old girl trying to beat old father time, but then again, today I was achy from yesterdays jog.

In the end I opted to push myself to the alley and even through the ally until I saw turn around lamppost. Yes! walk now, walk. As I stopped jogging a rush off something went to my head, I'm sure it was euphoria! Oh wow this feels good, just walking, but of course, those nagging voices which never seem to leave me urged me to go on.

Touching turn around lamppost and heading on the home stretch I half expected to see late for work man, but it seems he disappeared! I looked to my left thinking maybe he gone across the park, but no sign of him. Was this a figment of my imagination just to get me pushing myself, has my delusions now taken on a new dimension of hallucinations? Hmmm. Its a worry. I could become the fittest person in the asylum at this rate.

........What?........Sorry? ...... Oh the time! well I am quite pleased with that it was 16:03.50

So doctors! maybe I'm not so daft after all if I am getting fitter.

Wednesday 9 December 2009

ARRGGHH THESE NAGGIN VOICES!!

I thought I would have a reason for not going out today, I didn't have one yesterday, I must admit, so beat me up for it (OOOOO The old girl is getting bolshy), but today again no reason why I shouldn't go out.

No work today, not even the rug rats pen opened today, so what did I do? I sat on the computer checking Santa has the right things for my expanding brood. Checking done, then the silent voices start in, in fact they hardly seem like silent voices any more. After hearing what nagging sister has planned for us next year (Its torture, believe me) the silent voices wouldn't let me sit and stare at the screen, longing for all the goodies Santa could bring me.

Now I expect you're all reading this thinking I didn't go, well your wrong. It was hard getting up, but I though to my self, 'I could sit here, in my chilled house, or go out and do your self some good' (it is good, isn't it?)

Up the stairs, into my joggers and out the door before I could talk myself out of it, and smother those voices with a pillow, did just say that out loud?.

I did pretty well, I managed to run all the way to the ally today non stop, even ran through some of the ally, looking at turnaround lamppost through the hedgerow, ohh how I love that lamppost. I don't stay to long with my fav lamppost anymore, I hope its not feeling neglected, there is no stretching in between, just a quick touch and the my fav lamppost is behind me.

Heading back I'm thinking I'm doing well here, I don't want to check my stop watch, just in case, just in case the time is not quit what I think it should be, just in case its telling me I have done really badly and that I should push myself harder! I can see 12 min lamppost up ahead of me now, and then I look, 'Damn old girl, what you do that for!' 13:40 and I'm not even near it yet. Now I'm going to have to push myself. As you can imagine, this wonderful glow on my face, sweet kisses of sweat on my brow....... what?.......WHAT!........ Oh yes, you have all seen my pic of me looking 'glowing'. Well, there I was a big pink blob drenched in a bucket of sweat arguing with myself to go faster, go harder, just GO!

Well the time wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be, 16:28.63. Still I know I have done so much better in the past! And I will get there again, AND BEAT MY P.B.

Till next time bloggers, and I'm not promising its going to be tomorrow!

Friday 4 December 2009

How Time Flies!

Today is Friday 4th December, and it has been a while since my last blog. My goodness, is there a priest in the house!

I could tell you all sorts of lies, but I'm sure you blog readers just know! You know where I have been, you know what I have not been doing, you know the fact that I, me, the old girl, has been sitting on her backside again, looking at the rain, saying 'No way am I going out in that' But I also know that you read my blog, and it said that if I didn't going jogging I would prance around in my kitchen for half an hour.

Again I know that you know, that that never happened! I developed a severe strain of lazyitus, it completely knocked me for six,.......maybe seven or eight (bars of choccie, pints of beer)

But, always a trier, always keep saying 'This is a new day, start again.' So I woke up from a wonderful dream, the sun was shining, blue skies, it looked lovely out there, then the still small voice saying, 'the sun shining, blue skies, its lovely out, get your ass out there now' Of course I do what most people suffering from lazyitus do, I pulled the covers over my head and tried desperately to get back to that wonderful dream.

The voices won, I got up, muttering as I pulled on my joggers, saying 'What a ridiculous thing I'm doing, a woman of my age, a nanny for goodness sake' Grabbing my tee shirt, yanking it over my head, muttering again 'Just take the car, go to the wool shop and buy some knitting needles and wool'

I'm not sure if talking to oneself means that you are in a bad place, and when the voices you have been 'chatting' to win the argument then I'm sure its time for treatment. All the same, here I am, outside my house, lovely blue skies sun shine....... and a chill! Brrrr, set the stopwatch and off I go. Even now I am arguing with myself saying just do the short route, and again I listened to the 'others', nagging sister included, and went the way of the well jogged path.

At that time of day, there was no one around, children all gone to school, golfers busy plotting where there ball needs to land, so the only one I had to 'impress' was me. Now that is not too hard, I'm easily impressed. The fact that I got out of bed before 10 impressed me! So I wasn't hoping for a impressive times, or complete endurance to reach turn around lamppost today, but I was going to push myself, get beyond that last lamppost where I stopped before, jog all the through the ally to turn around lamppost and back again. Say to my self 'walk from the next lamppost' but carry on to the next before I do.

Well it worked. I did all those things, but the time was not so good, but I still feel pretty good about it, the time was 16:11.17, mmmmm not good, but not bad.

So still small voice, nagging sister, blog readers, I am still here..........just about!