The unexpected race!

You know how it is when you suddenly feel like you’re back in the game and your other half goes off to a race and you don’t?!  Okay, so what’s a girl to do? I could buy shoes, expensive handbags, new clothes or I could sign up for an unexpected race, and that ladies and…

Who’d have known?

I’ve recently developed a wee bit of an insta-fascination, a world where every day has a different hashtag, Monday is #medalmonday, Friday is #facetofacefriday and Tuesday is #transformationtuesday.  Tuesday’s are the day when you show the virtual world how you’ve transformed yourself, a day when you realise just how far you’ve come and proudly show…

It’s time for bed said Zebedee…

As you may, or may not have guessed I’m a child of the 70’s, a baby born just before the long hot summer of ’76, a time of street parties, Tupperware and water shortages. If you thought I was a child of the 80’s I love you, if you thought I was a child of…

A pain in the…

Here’s a brief thank you for all your prayers to the gods of running injuries, I’m not on the injury bench – hooray!!! I am broken, but only a little broken and if I’m honest it’s what you’d expect to see in someone who’s run 2 marathons in 5 weeks. But I’m not massively broken…

Can I really wear that?!

Today’s post is sort of running related ,but is really about how we all need to learn to appreciate and acknowledge our successes. Bizarrely, it was inspired by a pair of shorts, “shorts?” I hear you cry. Well let me tell you a story… As part of my New York prize, New Balance sent me…

Unfinished business?

Before we go any further it might be worth asking my lovely mum to ‘look away’ now as this post may well result in a lot of eye-rolling and her subjecting my darling dad to a shed-load of abuse for the stubborn Edmunds streak their daughter has inherited… Rightio, with mum safely ensconced away from…

What a difference a day makes…

Well… I’ve done, I’ve now run two marathons and by heck they were different beasts and different affairs. I’ll pop fingers to iPad soon and give you a full account of Edinburgh but in the meantime please be assured that it was brought to you in association with tartan rock tape, paracetamol and copious amounts…

What makes a ‘proper runner’?

I think I finally figured out today why I’ve to really been feeling the Edinburgh love and you know what? It’s a flipping stupid reason that boils down to me deciding that it’s a proper marathon for ‘proper runners’ with a proper cut-off time, a smaller field of ‘proper runners’ and did I mention, ‘proper…

It’s my 50th!

I know, I know, I don’t look half bad for my 50th, especially as it’s taken me just under a year to get there, 51 weeks to be precise. As you might have guessed I’m not talking about my age, instead today is dedicated to the small matter of my 50th Parkrun. In the Parkrun…

And another marathon looms!

Marathons are like buses, just when you least expect it, two come along at once, or at least that’s how it feels at the moment.  No sooner was London over I was getting ready for Edinburgh and it’s safe to say training has been a lot harder than I thought.  In my naivety I assumed…

So…I ran a marathon!

Three weeks after London my brain has finally managed to process it all and I’m able to put fingers to my iPad. There are so many words that can be used to describe it but the one that sticks out for me is “overwhelming”.  I really had no idea what to expect when we drove…

Running makes you smile!

It’s been one of those weeks, a week when I’ve felt knackered; daunted by the challenge ahead of me; desperate for it all to be over and done with; desperate for time to slow down, unable to believe that I will be able to run 26.2 miles; trying to figure out what the hell I’ve…