Tuesday, 23 February 2016

Don't Run On Spicy Food!

Well the weekend was lovely but left Nath with an injury and me sat at my desk sitting up straight pretending a string was pulling me up!

We ran the Hypothermic half marathon on Sunday and though the weather was delightful and not really suited to the name of the event, it was a wee bit emotional.  The start time was at 1000 hrs, which was awesome and meant that for the first time ever before a race, I was able to have breakfast and coffee.

I felt great setting off and was looking forward to the run but then I started letting out these little farts, oh no I thought, why did I have that very spicy Chicken Satay Pho yesterday. I figured that most people would have headphones on so would not hear the offending noises coming from my body and prayed that they were my lady farts (that we all know smell of Roses); then those people overtook me and to my horror, I noticed that no, they did not have headphones on! Damn those runners who like to take in the beauty of what's around them and pace themselves on their perfect breathing technique, whilst I have my music as loud as possible to hide the ridiculous sound of my breathing out of my arse (no pun intended).

So what else was going through my head that maybe most runners also think whilst racing; well I did question whether having a bottle of red wine the night before a race was a great idea, though justified this by the fact that I did have it with a massive bowl of nutritious carb filled pasta.  I also tried working out my end time if I kept to the pace that I was going but Maths is isn't my strongest point so trying to do it whilst running is near impossible. When I got to the half way point I also tried telling myself that it wasn't a half marathon but two 6.5 mile runs, I had read about this working for long distances but yeah it didn't work for me, my body was screaming at me to stop putting us through this!

It was so hot towards the end that people were staring to strip off, some people had initially dressed like they were in a queue on the Hilary Step.  It was a great turn out though so kudos to everyone who ran and there were people of all shapes and sizes either running or walking, just doing what they can to complete the race. I used to always be comparing myself to others during races and would berate myself if I wasn't running as fast as other people but you know what, everyone is running their own race and battling the negativity in their own minds; so whether your racing the clock or getting in the miles, it doesn't matter just focus on you. Though I must admit I was berating some bird that was in front of me who had her hair down like she was on a night out, to be fair she kept a really good pace.....though I did beat her ;)

Nath took some very unflattering pictures of me finishing and I noticed that I run like I am the hunch back of Notre Dam, hence me working on my posture today!

Oh and before I forget Nath injured himself! Foolishly he also ran even though his achilles were a bit tender and guess what, he could hardly walk at the end. A trip to a Chinese doctor yesterday that involved some draining and acupuncture fixed it up nicely but he still now has an elephant foot. No running for him till after Vietnam....in case I haven't mentioned it, we are off to Vietnam soon woop woop!

Wednesday, 17 February 2016

I am a runner......honest!

As I was sat in my hot tub yesterday, I was wondering how my 4 o'clock running habit had turned into a 4 o'clock G&T in the hot tub habit. This totally goes against my quest to become a smug responsible adult, though to be fair, I was feeling v smug. I was also wondering, if it would be funny or not to flash my tits at whoever bought the newly built monstrosity of a house a couple doors down, whose raised patio looks directly into my garden!

I love running when I'm running but not until that point, dragging my arse into running gear and getting out there at times....ok a lot of times, is just not appealing! For example, in January I ran loads but that was because I was in a challenge group and if I ran the distance I said I would, I would get bonus points yay. My running habit came back very quickly and it became routine to put my gear on and run but then I stopped; the challenge had ended and I had no need to run. I say I had no need to run, though I guess signing up for a 50km in June is probably a very good reason to be out there running!

What was I thinking, 50km am I setting myself up for a piss take or what! Yes I do have a lot of running experience, I have doing shed loads of 10 kms and half marathons, some I have even turned up still drunk from the previous night! On one occasion I dragged my best mate to Edinburgh to run the Rock n Roll half marathon, on the way up we were full of good intentions to only have a few drinks but seriously as soon as we got there and dumped our bags, we made our way to the pub! The next morning was horrendous and though we survived the race and was happy with our time, our fabulous wigs we had bought drunk the day before from good old Primark lasted all of ten minutes!


Well I have a half marathon this Sunday and no doubt it will be a good kick up the ass to get out training, as I doubt I can just cuff a 50km run, I'm not even sure I could complete one!

Monday, 15 February 2016

My name is Michelle and I am a Pin Addict!

I admit it, I am a Pinterest addict, nothing gives me great pleasure than pinning links onto my boards that I will mostly never look at again but hey you just never know! You know what gives me even more pleasure, when I get a notification saying someone has repinned my pin; I don't care that I wasn't the original pinner, it still gives me that feeling of being a smug cool person who pins interesting shit! When I get a notification saying so and so has followed your board....I feel like a ROCK STAR woop woop, check me the fuck out!

My recent pins have been mostly about quilt making; in my attempt at being a smug responsible adult, I have only gone and got a sewing machine!! Now you would think that being a complete beginner and having no idea how to thread a machine, never mind even use it, I would start with something simple but no, not this smug bitch, I am making a quilt!

I now have a new love for just buying bits of material that attracts me and I think ooh (I just spent a good 5 minutes googling to get the right spelling of ooh) I will use that to make something; what that something is heaven knows but it's just so pretty. Last time I went to Earthly Goods (great fabric shop in Edmonton with lovely helpful staff; I went into another and some older bird literally looked me up and down and eye rolled when I announced I was making a quilt, even though I had never used a sewing machine before) I spent $90 on bits of material but they really are lush and my quilt will look amazing.

So all of my material is cut, my blocks are all sorted and now I just need to put them together eek! Luckily, I have a friend who who knows what she is doing and is coming round later to start me off (it totally amazes me that I have a friend who knows this stuff). I am so excited and though I do have someone earmarked to receive this quilt, well I might just keep it!

I did something else crazy yesterday......I made dinner, without following a recipe! I am a recipe hoarder and literally follow one, even for making the most basic of things but yesterday, that all changed. I had some leftover Beef (from the weekend before, I did wonder if it was ok to eat and so far so good), some leftover Beets and loads of veg but I just couldn't find a recipe that I liked the sound of and I didn't want to be disappointed. Anyway, I convinced myself I could simply make my own recipe up, opened a bottle of wine (don't judge I needed it for dutch courage) and cracked on with what we'll call Shelly's Beef & Beet stew. Only thing is, that I didn't really measure anything and I didn't take pics! I will try to replicate it and post pics next time. It was so good, at first the earthiness in the beets were to strong but I did what any good chef would do and added wine, which proper sorted it right out.

Well it's Family day here and it's just me and the boy so I think we'll pop down the ravine and chill out. Basically it just means us having another Sunday, which also means (glimpses at the clock for a time check)......get your wine on woop woop!