Wed run...3rd time unlucky but nearly there...

Am tired tonight...had to drive to cork today for a meeting (did eat my porridge tho!)and was worried about being out of my normal routine...normally I'd stop in Lissarda for an oluld bar of chocolate and would knock back a diet coke just to break up the drive (and for a pee pee of course!),but this smorning I trotted away in,bypassed the sweet counter and headed for my carbonated bottle of water...I had to avoid looking at the sweet counter on the way to the till...stared out the window whilst paying!! Nuthead.,. Legged it to car, opened my water and it sprayed all over me...! Great soggy pants for the rest of my drive...ate lunch in Rochestown Park...scanned the menu and,went for the toasted special and salad and H20...she went on to name today's specials: beef burger,steak etc : does this woman know what I'm trying to achieve at the moment...Ballyard hill!

I'm going to tell a story that I have kind of pushed to the back of my mind...last April ,May I attempted running... Stopping and starting so Catriona (crap coach!) decided to sign a group of us up for the 5k race in Macroom in June...nerve wrecking week not a mind self destructing one... We all drove up happy happy but I was bricking it...I remember eating a twirl on the way up thinking it would help me! Race started...too bloody fast...it started at the Toyota Garage and I was walking by the time I got to The Castle hotel... the bottom lip starting going at that stage... walked,ran walked ,ran (multiply that by 50!) my mind was all over the place(fecking and blinding to myself....not good!) the route was a circle around Macroom and the end of the route came back down the big hill on the cork side of Macroom...at this stage I sneakily removed my number and tried to act like an onlooker ( as if! Who was I kidding ...the jogging pants,big red head and the bottom lip going gave it away!) walked up the town on the footpath and I stupidly refused to go through the finish line...I was like a baby throwing my dummy out of the pram! Worst day of my life...cried in the car and the bottom lip was still going!...never again I said... Am not a bloody runner, leave me be...but here i am...running...might be a tad bit slow but at least I'm not on the couch watching the box dreaming about getting fit and losing weight...

Nora Flynn from Killarney Fit For Life trying to coax me along....no hope!

Tonight I nearly did the hill...just nearly...with Brian's and Catriona's help ( thanks a million, I do sincerely appreciate their help-couldn't do this without them) was thinking of taking bets (might as well make a few bob outta this!) will it be Monday,Tuesday or Wed that I make it up this damn hill??? That's the question...cash in hand only...