marathonmummy

It’s going to be Christmas soon, hooray. In celebration I bought a lovely new mug today, and some cinnamon spice scented candles. But that’s not news of running, is it? The good news is the cough is nearly gone, I walked the dog the other day and my legs didn’t wobble once, and thanks to the lovely people at our local health food shop I’m feeling almost completely better. I do rattle when I walk slightly, due to the fact that I’m currently taking vitamins, supplements, probiotics, Manuka honey and Floradix, all washed down with Berocca. The children are really impressed that I can swallow nine tablets in one go. So anyway, I’ve rested, I’ve looked after myself, I’ve thought zen thoughts, and now I’m ready to go. Off to train with Zoe this weekend, so look out Berkshire countryside, Glenn’s girls are on the rampage.

Still here, still ill. Tired, coughing, no energy, aching joints. I have a swine flu vaccination booked for this Saturday, and the doctor has suggested that I still have it, despite the fact that I’ve had swine flu already. At this point I’m not going to argue with her! I’m getting really worried now – there was a point I’d set in my head as the cut off, where if I hadn’t managed to start a decent amount of training I’d pull out of the marathon. That point is sneaking up and I feel utterly miserable.

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I can tell you about Hallowe’en and making pumpkin pie and the loveliness that is autumn, but it’s not really running, is it? I’m having a minor nervous breakdown about the neverending H1N1/swine flu/oink disease/pigthrax.

Right, well, that’s it. I’ve had a cold, a cough, a sinus infection, and now the whole family has swine flu. That’s enough for one winter, thank you very much. My sister informed me yesterday that I this blog has too much illness in it…sympathy has always been a bit thin on the ground in our family! She does have a point, though. Since I said I planned to run a marathon the gods have been conspiring against me.

I’m not giving up that easily. I’m too tired to run right now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t think about running, or my ideas for raising money. We’re going to do a quiz night soon, with my friend Jane’s wonder-quizmaster husband as host. And, most excitingly, we’re doing an 80s/90s disco. I can’t wait – and dancing all night definitely counts as training, doesn’t it?