Keep On Keeping On!

Hi blog readers,

Well today we could have gone to nagging sisters house to use the beast and the fat wobbler beauty, but the race for life is only weeks away now, and I know that I have to have loads of 'road time'. Loads of jogging on the streets, in the wind and rain (thankfully I haven't yet experienced that yet) and the glorious sunshine!

Smarty pants needs time on the roads too, so we decided to do just that, around our area.

Here is where Smarty Pants is living up to her name, she found this site on the Web that will 'map your route' and tell you how far it is. Its called 'Map my run'. So Smarty pants mapped out a route running on the roads, through the park and back home. And it was 1.75 miles. Half way through the race for life route.

I am still recovering from the binge eating and drinking of the weekend, and the thought of doing a longer Jog than that of Norman Park was daunting, but I did notice that Smarty pants had suggested going anti clockwise round (running down hill!) Clever Smarty Pants.

So IPODS firmly in place, (and Smarty Pants has found a stopwatch on her IPOD too) we set the stopwatch and off we go.

Ok so the first bit of this new route is slightly up hill but its not too bad, but by the time I am 6 mins into the jog Smarty Pants is trail blazing down pass the school, heading for the main road. I tried to keep up with smarty pants, but these extra few pounds (stones) and added 10 years really does show!

I must remember to get a jogging play list on my IPOD, because the stuff that's coming in my ears will send the zombies to sleep, definitely not jogging material. So its me, my IPOD, my new trainers and my heavy fleece! Just keep going Old Girl, you can do it, jog, jog jog, you can do it. Ok, so this is where I start talking out loud to myself again, as I tell myself to shut up. Seriously, that is what I said. And I start walking again, drinking my water. By then nagging sisters voice was in my head, those still quiet voices yelling at me to get a move on. 'Catch up to Smarty pants now!

I finally make it home, sweating, hot, thirsty, I leg it down the path watched by the now well chilled out Smarty Pants and look at the time.

For the 1.75 miles of the new route it took me 24.33 minutes. Smarty pants said 'I don't know what was wrong with mine,' looking at her IPOD in confusion, 'I don't think it was right, I must have pushed the button or something, it said 09.40'

I am so going to set Smarty pants up against Cruella De'Nag!!

Well I have loads of work to do to get up to Nagging Sister and Smarty Pants standards, in fact I would just like to get up to Vic.2's standards, but I think even she will now give me a run for my money.

Undeterred, I still had to go to the bank, I am getting my hair done today and need to get some cash out. And because of that I was so tempted to take the car, especially as the old boy wanted something for dinner that we haven't got in!

But I gave myself a stern talking to, imagining nagging sister telling me to take the bike, those still small voices saying, you have plenty of time to get there, do the bank, do the shopping and back again, with time to spare.

So I drag the bike out of the shed, grab a bike lock (no way will I have the time or energy to go back if I forget it this time) and out the door before I switch off those darn voices.

Now on the new route map it is a 1.24 (I think) mile there and same back.

So nagging sister, Smarty pants, voices in my head, I have done blooming brilliantly today, with regards to exercise, so ner! (actually Smarty pants to say 'well bloody done' when I text her that I took the bike.)