Still Running

I ran round another 5km after work. It was all through the park so up hill, down hill, in my lady's chamber.

I was passed by several other, much faster joggers and grinned at in a disturbing way by a cyclist. I went purple, but I did it.

It took 53 minutes, which is slower than of late, but I'm blaming gradient and tree roots and leering cyclists. Off for a shower now.

New Circuit Record

A quick jog round the original circuit took just 21 minutes. I am getting faster!

Big Feet

I managed another sub-45 minute run. I did 3 miles (5km) in 44 minutes. It was a bit of a shock, actually, when I went to this new gym. It was just for one session, as I was out of town. I jumped on the treadmill, cranked it up to the usual 6-7km/hr and thought I was going to die. I couldn't cope with the pace and ended up having to settle for a 4.4 speed. It was only after the first mile that I realised the machine was set to miles not kilometers! No wonder I was suffering!

I don't seem to have gotten any lighter, but one of my favourite spare tyres seems to be missing from around my waist. I don't know where it's gone. Maybe I'm going to end up with really big feet instead.

Jogging Jem Beats Record!

I finally did it! 5km in 43 minutes - a personal best and on the same day that the doctor wrote to tell me my cholesterol is 5.4 and I should not eat fat for a year. Is 5.4 bad? I have no idea. I guess it must be if the doctor bothered writing to me about it.

Putting Les Dawson to Bed.

The evil child, who is obviously channelling Les Dawson and his dreadful mother in law jokes, has been de-friended on Facebook by my children. This is social ostracising at its most malevolent.

Ran 5km in 47 minutes again. I'm hoping to do it in 45 minutes as my next target.

Evil Child

"Your Mum is so fat, that when she walked in front of the screen I missed two episodes of Coronations Street," said the evil, little 10 year old bitch that happens to go to the same school as my children.

"In fact," she continued, "when she fell down the stairs I thought it was the end of East Enders."

Oh ha, bloody, ha. Little viper.

I would never have said anything so down right spiteful, ever. Period. It understandably upset my children, who are also way more polite and sophisticated than the unpleasant girl could ever be.

Of course, I said I don't give a toss what some ten year old thinks - and honestly I don't - but I did find the words hurtful.

I ran 5km in 51 minutes last night. I am a fat momma. Live with it, bitch.

Jogging Jem!

I have a modest friend, who thinks she is unfit. She isn't. Recently she took up running to pass some fitness test at work. Within a month, her already enviously slim waist had shrunk further. I was impressed, and a little jealous.

So I thought I'd run round the block. I managed 10 minutes before I had to wheeze to a walk. Altogether I managed 2.5km in 25 minutes. OK, not great, but a start. The next time I did it, I managed 12 minutes before collapse and a total of 25 minutes round the circuit. The third time I ran for the whole 25 minutes without stopping! Oh, I am pleased with myself!

So I signed up for a taster gym month and I've been on the treadmill a couple of times. I managed 5km in 52 minutes, without stopping (which is the amazing part), then yesterday I managed 5km in 47 minutes! I am Jogging Jem!

I'm planning to do the Race for Life again in the summer and I want to run around te whole course. Current weight 13st 1. I may even have lost a pound!