So Christmas has been and gone, I really hope everyone had a good one. Mine has been great regarding the kids, however it is has been tinged with much sadness.
We were in Kent for Christmas day itself with my sister, her husband and their 4 kids. However my sister and I are now back up in Newcastle for the next 24 hours so we can say our final goodbyes to my grandpa at Tynemouth Crematorium tomorrow. It is then straight back to kent so we are back in time to see the New year in and also celebrate her eldest sons 18th, which is a really scary thought as he is my godson!
On boxing day I received some very upsetting news, my friends husband lost his fight to cancer on Christmas day. I just want her to know that my thoughts and prayers are with her and her family, life really can be very cruel and unfair at the best of times. It has made me realise just how precious life is and we only have one chance in this world. So life should be lived to the full, with no regrets.
Finally regarding training..........ummmmmmm!!! Not great, but it is Christmas and the weather has been pretty rubbish. I have only managed 1 run in a week, oops! But it was a great run, after resting for that length of time I was flying, when not slipping on the ice. I felt like I could of run a marathon, which is reassuring as that is what I am going to have to do. I just won't concern myself quite yet about the 2.4 mile swim and the 112 miles on the bike that I must do first, before attempting my first ever marathon.
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Sunday, 19 December 2010
Life can be crap!
I feel Numb.
Recently I have just seemed to have crap news. Today, December 17th in the early hours of the morning my grandpa passed away, I feel sick. It was only 4 weeks ago he had a huge heart attack and survived and seemed to be doing so well on the road to recovery. Tonight I had to break the news to the kids. I envy the way that at such a young age life can be so matter of fact. Jake has assured me that grandpa is now sitting with God and Jesus and granny is telling them all jokes, as she was a very good Joke teller; those were his words. I love the fact that we then sat there and Jake told me some jokes, they were terrible jokes, but he made me laugh.
And if that was not enough, before I got that call, I was sitting with a good friend who is going through hell with a terminally ill partner. Her whole life has been turned upside down in a couple of months, with nothing she can do to alter the outcome. As a friend I feel helpless trying to help her through such a difficult time, all I can offer her is a shoulder to cry on and a sympathetic ear and at this time of year it always seems even more unfair.
Anyway life must go on, so I am heading out tonight with my netball team, for our Christmas night out. Seriously thought about staying in, but decided to go out and if I turn into a weeping mess, I can always get a taxi. So I have my phone at the ready so hopefully photo's to follow.
Hey what can I say, great night out and what a HOT looking netball team, looking good girls! Well they certainly put a smile back on my face, I had an ace night.
Finally, back to the actual reason I am writing this blog, training. Had a good start to the week, managed both tri sessions, however 2nd session felt pretty poor this week. Just wasn't feeling focused at all, and my weekend session was definitely effected by too much alcohol on my Friday night out. However yet again I made my daughters early morning swim session, at this rate I could end up getting a name for myself on the pool side. Maybe I should learn to say no to drinking... nah that's just a silly idea, I love my boozy nights out, it's just the next day it goes horribly wrong (sometimes).
As if the week had not been bad enough, earlier on in the week I managed to put my back out again, it has been so frustrating. Anyway I put my SOS call into Jambo and he was only getting on a train to London, Arghhhh!
However tonight (Sunday) I have seen Jambo..... I think I have just been through a torture session. I am now known as the Screamer. I can handle a lot of pain but this was excruciating, my IT bands were knotted to the extreme. So Jambo first came at me with his hands, where I nearly hit the roof, so he opted for using a huge foam tube, and used it like a rolling pin up the side of my leg, owwwwwwwwwwww!! Next he found the problem with my back, owwwwwwwwwwwwww! again, upside I do feel better, but what a session. From now on I am seriously going to concentrate on trying to release my IT band on my own.
Recently I have just seemed to have crap news. Today, December 17th in the early hours of the morning my grandpa passed away, I feel sick. It was only 4 weeks ago he had a huge heart attack and survived and seemed to be doing so well on the road to recovery. Tonight I had to break the news to the kids. I envy the way that at such a young age life can be so matter of fact. Jake has assured me that grandpa is now sitting with God and Jesus and granny is telling them all jokes, as she was a very good Joke teller; those were his words. I love the fact that we then sat there and Jake told me some jokes, they were terrible jokes, but he made me laugh.
And if that was not enough, before I got that call, I was sitting with a good friend who is going through hell with a terminally ill partner. Her whole life has been turned upside down in a couple of months, with nothing she can do to alter the outcome. As a friend I feel helpless trying to help her through such a difficult time, all I can offer her is a shoulder to cry on and a sympathetic ear and at this time of year it always seems even more unfair.
Anyway life must go on, so I am heading out tonight with my netball team, for our Christmas night out. Seriously thought about staying in, but decided to go out and if I turn into a weeping mess, I can always get a taxi. So I have my phone at the ready so hopefully photo's to follow.
Hey what can I say, great night out and what a HOT looking netball team, looking good girls! Well they certainly put a smile back on my face, I had an ace night.
Finally, back to the actual reason I am writing this blog, training. Had a good start to the week, managed both tri sessions, however 2nd session felt pretty poor this week. Just wasn't feeling focused at all, and my weekend session was definitely effected by too much alcohol on my Friday night out. However yet again I made my daughters early morning swim session, at this rate I could end up getting a name for myself on the pool side. Maybe I should learn to say no to drinking... nah that's just a silly idea, I love my boozy nights out, it's just the next day it goes horribly wrong (sometimes).
As if the week had not been bad enough, earlier on in the week I managed to put my back out again, it has been so frustrating. Anyway I put my SOS call into Jambo and he was only getting on a train to London, Arghhhh!
However tonight (Sunday) I have seen Jambo..... I think I have just been through a torture session. I am now known as the Screamer. I can handle a lot of pain but this was excruciating, my IT bands were knotted to the extreme. So Jambo first came at me with his hands, where I nearly hit the roof, so he opted for using a huge foam tube, and used it like a rolling pin up the side of my leg, owwwwwwwwwwww!! Next he found the problem with my back, owwwwwwwwwwwwww! again, upside I do feel better, but what a session. From now on I am seriously going to concentrate on trying to release my IT band on my own.
Sunday, 12 December 2010
Eaten alive
I really don't know what is happening to time at the moment, I just feel like someone has their finger on fast forward constantly.
This week I got my first training advice for my new coach, Woody. So I should be looking at between 6 - 8 hours training a week, concentrating on various areas. For my bike its all about low cadence and big gears and the swimming and the running, well I haven't got that far yet. Oh Loads of time.
I have managed 4 training sessions this week, one was particularly gruesome at tri club. However I think the reason I found it so hard was due to the effects from the previous weekend drink-athon. I have decided its not a good combination drinking then training even with a couple of days break between the two.
The rest of the week hasn't been that productive on the training front, due to other commitments. Friday night I had my eldest daughters Christmas swimming gala and we were in team Grease; great yet another reason to dress up, hooray!!
Somehow I had managed to volunteer myself for the parent race which was a IM relay with the kids. That really wasn't an issue, however when faced with a diving block which the kids told me to stand on, the whole prospect of the race changed. I really don't know when I last dived, let alone stood on a diving block, anyway not one to shy away from a challenge up I went. Apparently the dive was not beautiful or graceful at all, but who cares, I did it and swam the 50m, might I add minus the goggles, they had come off the minute I hit the water. So, pleased it was over and done with, I asked Polly what she thought, she answered "I don't know because I couldn't see, someone was in the way". I do wonder sometimes why I bother!
This weekend I have had my first experience of the 'Garra Rufa fish therapy Spa, awesome once you get over the initial shock of them eating your feet. Would definitely recommended it, however be warned it is extremely ticklish.
Finally a hilarious video has been drawn to my attention by a fellow member from the tri club, it is a classic and yet I feel it could be very true, if you want a laugh you have to watch it, especially if you are thinking or are doing an Ironman.
This week I got my first training advice for my new coach, Woody. So I should be looking at between 6 - 8 hours training a week, concentrating on various areas. For my bike its all about low cadence and big gears and the swimming and the running, well I haven't got that far yet. Oh Loads of time.
I have managed 4 training sessions this week, one was particularly gruesome at tri club. However I think the reason I found it so hard was due to the effects from the previous weekend drink-athon. I have decided its not a good combination drinking then training even with a couple of days break between the two.
The rest of the week hasn't been that productive on the training front, due to other commitments. Friday night I had my eldest daughters Christmas swimming gala and we were in team Grease; great yet another reason to dress up, hooray!!
Somehow I had managed to volunteer myself for the parent race which was a IM relay with the kids. That really wasn't an issue, however when faced with a diving block which the kids told me to stand on, the whole prospect of the race changed. I really don't know when I last dived, let alone stood on a diving block, anyway not one to shy away from a challenge up I went. Apparently the dive was not beautiful or graceful at all, but who cares, I did it and swam the 50m, might I add minus the goggles, they had come off the minute I hit the water. So, pleased it was over and done with, I asked Polly what she thought, she answered "I don't know because I couldn't see, someone was in the way". I do wonder sometimes why I bother!
This weekend I have had my first experience of the 'Garra Rufa fish therapy Spa, awesome once you get over the initial shock of them eating your feet. Would definitely recommended it, however be warned it is extremely ticklish.
Finally a hilarious video has been drawn to my attention by a fellow member from the tri club, it is a classic and yet I feel it could be very true, if you want a laugh you have to watch it, especially if you are thinking or are doing an Ironman.
Monday, 6 December 2010
Breaking the Ice
So this week we have been hit really hard by the snow, it seems to be affecting everything.
On Monday we lost our telephone line, which also meant no internet. It has been awful not being able to go on line at home, and with no idea when BT are getting here, it could be a while till I do get back on the old net. Apparently our street has been classified as a health and safety hazard.
As if this was not bad enough the gym keeps shutting early, tri club was cancelled, the first of my nights out was been cancelled AHHH! However on the upside my kids school had its first closure due to the snow on Thursday, so dressed up and ready for action we hit the town moor or should I say cow hill. Managing to get the youngest taken care of, the twins and I had a great afternoon zooming down the hill; it was awesome, very refreshing.
So then the second night out was cancelled however this time I was not going to take no for an answer. A quick call round and with new friends to go out to play with I hit the town and 9 hours later with the urge of partying well and truly satisfied I crawled into bed. Four hours later and I was sitting on the poolside watching my eldest daughters first early morning swim session. Well what can I say except that it was an intense experience on such little sleep.
When I decided to write this blog I said I would be truthful on how everything is going, in all aspects of my life. Well this week things haven’t been great on the home front, it’s been brewing for a while to be honest. It is hard enough trying to juggle home life as it is with all the chores, work, kids activities and then somehow find time for each other (meaning spending time with my husband). When you want to train and the only available time to do this is the evenings due to all the other commitments and he is in the throes of running two relatively new businesses and doesn’t come home from work till 7.30pm every night which is when I go out to the Gym, tri club or netball, it kind of leaves little time for each other; not the best for a happy marriage.
So after a chat late one night which seems about the only available time to talk at the moment, from now on Thursday is declared as a night for us to spend time together (excluding the Thursday that my fixed netball match is on; I can’t help that), so whether we go out or stay in it shall be a night where we spend some quality time together. We do have the weekends of course but they tend to be full of kids parties and various other activities; nobody said this was going to be easy.
I think it is too easy sometimes to get absorbed in the things you have to do and the tasks ahead of you. The result is that you forget about the things that are around you that also need attention if a happy equilibrium is to be maintained.
Finally I want to share with you a piece of snow art I discovered on the back streets of Jesmond, I think it is brilliant, very creative and dare I say it very detailed. Enjoy the masterpiece.
Sunday, 28 November 2010
No turning back now...
Where are the weeks going to? Just done some calculations and in 36 weekends time I will be in Germany preparing to race.The Hotel is booked, the flight is booked and hopefully by then my body will be like a finely tuned engine just ready to go....... Yeah right, I just think as long as it goes that is the main thing.
So this week I went back to see the fabulous Jambo Truong, for a lesson in stretching. We went through a routine of stretches that I need to be doing and he showed be how to breathe correctly. It was very relaxing and tranquil and I really felt the benefit of it when I left his.
So the plan is to do this every day, before and especially after I have trained.
The problem I seem to be facing is its not quite as relaxing at home. The other night I took myself upstairs to perform the stretches and was instantly invaded by the girls. So whilst I am trying to concentrate on my breathing the youngest is on then off then back on the potty, then I am having to reward the youngest for being successful on the potty, and Polly just didn't seem to stop talking, then they decide to join in. I think you get the picture, it was just chaotic not relaxing at all.
So the next attempt was done with no kids around. However this time the dog thought it was some sort of game, not the best game really with a dog when you keep needing to get on all fours. I really think it is something I will have to do out of the house.
This week we were hit by the snow big time. So its official now my decent road bike is now off the road and as I really don't fancy running outside in the snow, I have faced the fact most of my training will now be indoors, for the foreseeable future.
So to date this week I have managed the mammoth swim (approx 3.5miles), had a tri session with the club, done a weight session, and have another turbo session/swim to do at the weekend, must say I am feeling good. However next week might not be so productive on the training side, as it is the start of the Christmas nights out. Never one to say no to a few drinks out with the girls I have managed to book myself out on two nights next week, maybe like the ironman I should try and pace myself!!!! Who am I kidding I reckon if I could pace myself and say no, I currently wouldn't be in the situation of being entered in an ironman.
Finally, I think I have a coach. A guy called Woody (Alun Woodward). He lives in Hungary and is a full time coach & pro triathlete. He's the European Head Coach for 'ironguides'. So by all accounts I am in the best possible hands. This is the man who is going to be responsible for setting me my programmes and helping me with my diet and any other issues physically and mentally that I may encounter along the way. Just wondering if he has ever worked with a manic mother of three?...... there might be a lot of issues!!
So this week I went back to see the fabulous Jambo Truong, for a lesson in stretching. We went through a routine of stretches that I need to be doing and he showed be how to breathe correctly. It was very relaxing and tranquil and I really felt the benefit of it when I left his.
So the plan is to do this every day, before and especially after I have trained.
The problem I seem to be facing is its not quite as relaxing at home. The other night I took myself upstairs to perform the stretches and was instantly invaded by the girls. So whilst I am trying to concentrate on my breathing the youngest is on then off then back on the potty, then I am having to reward the youngest for being successful on the potty, and Polly just didn't seem to stop talking, then they decide to join in. I think you get the picture, it was just chaotic not relaxing at all.
So the next attempt was done with no kids around. However this time the dog thought it was some sort of game, not the best game really with a dog when you keep needing to get on all fours. I really think it is something I will have to do out of the house.
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| The Lovely Jambo Truong |
This week we were hit by the snow big time. So its official now my decent road bike is now off the road and as I really don't fancy running outside in the snow, I have faced the fact most of my training will now be indoors, for the foreseeable future.
So to date this week I have managed the mammoth swim (approx 3.5miles), had a tri session with the club, done a weight session, and have another turbo session/swim to do at the weekend, must say I am feeling good. However next week might not be so productive on the training side, as it is the start of the Christmas nights out. Never one to say no to a few drinks out with the girls I have managed to book myself out on two nights next week, maybe like the ironman I should try and pace myself!!!! Who am I kidding I reckon if I could pace myself and say no, I currently wouldn't be in the situation of being entered in an ironman.
Finally, I think I have a coach. A guy called Woody (Alun Woodward). He lives in Hungary and is a full time coach & pro triathlete. He's the European Head Coach for 'ironguides'. So by all accounts I am in the best possible hands. This is the man who is going to be responsible for setting me my programmes and helping me with my diet and any other issues physically and mentally that I may encounter along the way. Just wondering if he has ever worked with a manic mother of three?...... there might be a lot of issues!!
Sunday, 14 November 2010
More dates for the diary.
Well another week has flown by. Yikes!
This week I have entered 2 more triathlons, with one more definite to go. They are seen as a must regarding the training for the Ironman. That word now just sends me into a frenzy; ooh ahhh!!
Next year so far the grand total of events entered is four (with one Olympic distance still to go), but the dates are as follows:
June 12th - Cleveland short course - 1500m swim, cycle 40km, run 10km (multi - terrain)
July 2nd - Cleveland Steelman - 2000m swim, cycle 90km, run 21km
July 31st - London Triathlon - 1500m swim, cycle 40km, run 10km
Aug 7th - Regensburg Ironman - 3800m swim, cycle180km, run 42.2km
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What am I doing???????? Breathe, breathe and breathe again.
OK its possible, I think!! Well we will see. I am hoping that I am going to turn either into super girl or wonder woman in the coming months. Maybe I should get a tri suit made up to match my role models outfits, it might help me with my transformation, on the other hand I might just look like a complete nutter!! Probably the latter.
So regarding training this week, all has gone well. Got house bound for a couple of nights, so the turbo trainer got pulled out for the first time in a while. Seemed to go well, but I really don't think watching desperate housewives at the same time helped me produce the most focused session. However I did enjoy it!
Calum who took me for my swimming lesson last week very kindly forwarded me a training plan. OMG the word 'TORTURE' springs to mind. For those of you not into swimming it basically meant swimming 206 lengths of a 25m pool (not including warm up/cool down) at varying speeds and 128 of those were just with my arms; insane!!
1hour 55mins later and 5,150m later I am out the pool feeling elated but knackered, headed home thinking, 'I am going to sleep well'. But why oh why is it these nights you have your worse night sleep, just when you need it the most?
I fell asleep pretty much straight away, however I was rudely awoken 2/3 hours later by the worse snoring I have heard in a while. An hour into that musical, the dog joined in with some wining but trying to ignore her resulted in Molly sticking her nose in my face. So up I got and let her out but she just seemed to study the stars, ahhhh! Back to bed, the snoring continued, the dogs wining continued and then she started licking god knows what part of her body outside the bedroom door which really was not a pleasant noise. So up I got again this time dressed to go on the lane with the beast. Mission successful (she had a very upset stomach, sooo rank at 4am) I finally get back to sleep. The kids only went and woke up at 6:30am, they never get up that early, I could have throttled them... and so the day began.
What I can't figure out is, was it just a disturbed night sleep? I normally sleep through everything or can too much exercise late at night effect your sleep pattern? If so that is so harsh!
Molly enjoying her days up at Bamburgh Castle.
Located in the North East of England,
Northumberland.
However, sleep or no sleep, I have managed to do a quick windy 30 mile bike ride today with my friend Lisa. It was hell outbound (due to the wind) but heaven coming back in, I think we averaged about 25mph on the return journey, awesome!
The rest of the week as normal has entered the realms of manic mayhem. Work, Finger Print Management is busy at the moment with everyone wanting print done prior to Christmas. I also managed to make a start on the Christmas shopping; yuck!
Finally my organisational skills are back in use again. Every January I help organise a big charity night celebrating Burns night (a night in which the life and poetry of Robbie Burns is celebrated). It is in aid of the 'Clubs for Young People' which is a charity that helps to raise money to support the local clubs in the North East. Previous years I have run this event with my father John Shallcross, however this year I have a new partner in crime, local Business man Nick Manson, so the pressure is really on to continue the great work done by my father.
This week I have entered 2 more triathlons, with one more definite to go. They are seen as a must regarding the training for the Ironman. That word now just sends me into a frenzy; ooh ahhh!!
Next year so far the grand total of events entered is four (with one Olympic distance still to go), but the dates are as follows:
June 12th - Cleveland short course - 1500m swim, cycle 40km, run 10km (multi - terrain)
July 2nd - Cleveland Steelman - 2000m swim, cycle 90km, run 21km
July 31st - London Triathlon - 1500m swim, cycle 40km, run 10km
Aug 7th - Regensburg Ironman - 3800m swim, cycle180km, run 42.2km
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What am I doing???????? Breathe, breathe and breathe again.
OK its possible, I think!! Well we will see. I am hoping that I am going to turn either into super girl or wonder woman in the coming months. Maybe I should get a tri suit made up to match my role models outfits, it might help me with my transformation, on the other hand I might just look like a complete nutter!! Probably the latter.
So regarding training this week, all has gone well. Got house bound for a couple of nights, so the turbo trainer got pulled out for the first time in a while. Seemed to go well, but I really don't think watching desperate housewives at the same time helped me produce the most focused session. However I did enjoy it!
Calum who took me for my swimming lesson last week very kindly forwarded me a training plan. OMG the word 'TORTURE' springs to mind. For those of you not into swimming it basically meant swimming 206 lengths of a 25m pool (not including warm up/cool down) at varying speeds and 128 of those were just with my arms; insane!!
1hour 55mins later and 5,150m later I am out the pool feeling elated but knackered, headed home thinking, 'I am going to sleep well'. But why oh why is it these nights you have your worse night sleep, just when you need it the most?
I fell asleep pretty much straight away, however I was rudely awoken 2/3 hours later by the worse snoring I have heard in a while. An hour into that musical, the dog joined in with some wining but trying to ignore her resulted in Molly sticking her nose in my face. So up I got and let her out but she just seemed to study the stars, ahhhh! Back to bed, the snoring continued, the dogs wining continued and then she started licking god knows what part of her body outside the bedroom door which really was not a pleasant noise. So up I got again this time dressed to go on the lane with the beast. Mission successful (she had a very upset stomach, sooo rank at 4am) I finally get back to sleep. The kids only went and woke up at 6:30am, they never get up that early, I could have throttled them... and so the day began.
What I can't figure out is, was it just a disturbed night sleep? I normally sleep through everything or can too much exercise late at night effect your sleep pattern? If so that is so harsh!
Located in the North East of England,
Northumberland.
However, sleep or no sleep, I have managed to do a quick windy 30 mile bike ride today with my friend Lisa. It was hell outbound (due to the wind) but heaven coming back in, I think we averaged about 25mph on the return journey, awesome!
The rest of the week as normal has entered the realms of manic mayhem. Work, Finger Print Management is busy at the moment with everyone wanting print done prior to Christmas. I also managed to make a start on the Christmas shopping; yuck!
Finally my organisational skills are back in use again. Every January I help organise a big charity night celebrating Burns night (a night in which the life and poetry of Robbie Burns is celebrated). It is in aid of the 'Clubs for Young People' which is a charity that helps to raise money to support the local clubs in the North East. Previous years I have run this event with my father John Shallcross, however this year I have a new partner in crime, local Business man Nick Manson, so the pressure is really on to continue the great work done by my father.
Sunday, 7 November 2010
I am getting Stronger
I feel different this week in a fantastic way.
Last weekend on a strong recommendation I went to see a man called Jambo Truong, as I was worrying about my hips and the pain I was getting and this was from running only 6 miles. Jambo is a 'Multi-disciplinary practitioner that specialises in musculo-skeletal alignment and preventative medicine'. All I can say is WOW! My first consultation was 90mins, in which I spent most of my time lying on his medical bed, raising an arm and then a leg and then an arm and leg together etc, and seeing how much force I could apply. Then where needed he corrected my alignment, please don't ask me how he does this. He also did a couple of acupuncture points. Honestly, straight afterwards I really didn't feel any different regarding my body. But this week I have felt so much stronger, like there is more power getting through my body. He sent me away with some stretches to do, normally not very good at doing these, but I am now making the time as well as continuing my door hanging regime. I am really looking forward to my next appointment.
Also this week I have had a swimming lesson with Calum who is the head coach of Aquajets. Its another WOW. What a difference a lesson can make, its unbelivable. To get all technical, I now feel like I am actually catching the water and pulling myself through it, I really don't know what I was doing before but I feel so much smoother in the water now. 2.4 miles, easy, bring it on!
The rest of my week has just been MANIC!!!
Work has been busy, but it has been the youngest member of the family that I think has turned into the Tasmanian Devil, she is exhausting. As well as being her usual busy self, she has taken to getting changed up to 5 times a day. Every time she disappears she appears in something else, it's driving me up the wall. She truly excelled herself Wednesday night. The telly was banned so off she went upstairs, to appear again in some strange assembly of clothes, however upon my arrival to her bedroom I was greeted with this.
When I ask her why? Her response is; 'I wanted to'.
My only worry is, if this is what she is like now, what is she going to be like when she's 16? The term Wild springs to mind!
Finally I did a long run this weekend, well 10 miles, so long by my standards. It felt great, got up early and just took off. I am still not the quickest of runners, but I actually enjoyed it this time, which is a first. Will I enjoy it after cycling 112 miles and swimming 2.4 miles? Probably not!!!
Last weekend on a strong recommendation I went to see a man called Jambo Truong, as I was worrying about my hips and the pain I was getting and this was from running only 6 miles. Jambo is a 'Multi-disciplinary practitioner that specialises in musculo-skeletal alignment and preventative medicine'. All I can say is WOW! My first consultation was 90mins, in which I spent most of my time lying on his medical bed, raising an arm and then a leg and then an arm and leg together etc, and seeing how much force I could apply. Then where needed he corrected my alignment, please don't ask me how he does this. He also did a couple of acupuncture points. Honestly, straight afterwards I really didn't feel any different regarding my body. But this week I have felt so much stronger, like there is more power getting through my body. He sent me away with some stretches to do, normally not very good at doing these, but I am now making the time as well as continuing my door hanging regime. I am really looking forward to my next appointment.
Also this week I have had a swimming lesson with Calum who is the head coach of Aquajets. Its another WOW. What a difference a lesson can make, its unbelivable. To get all technical, I now feel like I am actually catching the water and pulling myself through it, I really don't know what I was doing before but I feel so much smoother in the water now. 2.4 miles, easy, bring it on!
The rest of my week has just been MANIC!!!
Work has been busy, but it has been the youngest member of the family that I think has turned into the Tasmanian Devil, she is exhausting. As well as being her usual busy self, she has taken to getting changed up to 5 times a day. Every time she disappears she appears in something else, it's driving me up the wall. She truly excelled herself Wednesday night. The telly was banned so off she went upstairs, to appear again in some strange assembly of clothes, however upon my arrival to her bedroom I was greeted with this.
When I ask her why? Her response is; 'I wanted to'.
My only worry is, if this is what she is like now, what is she going to be like when she's 16? The term Wild springs to mind!
Finally I did a long run this weekend, well 10 miles, so long by my standards. It felt great, got up early and just took off. I am still not the quickest of runners, but I actually enjoyed it this time, which is a first. Will I enjoy it after cycling 112 miles and swimming 2.4 miles? Probably not!!!
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