I still haven’t been doing a whole lot of running. Still quite demotivated, I just sleep in and hang out with the kids and walk the dogs a bit. I went to running club on Thursday night, and did a few laps with Glen, and a few laps with Anja, still a bit paranoid about doing anything too fast, I’ve still got no leg pain.

I really need a goal to get me up and out there. I may have found one. The Noosa half marathon is on 24th August, Noosa isn’t too far to go for a morning, and I know I can do the distance, so I’m going to go and put that on the calendar. August will be here before we know it. Better start running, eh?

We all went up to Gympie today for the Race The Rattler event.  A 3.30am rise to get underway by 5am was really difficult!!

The Mary Vallery Rattler is a historic steam train and every year, there’s a race between runners and the train. Runners can do the 18 or so km alone, or as part of a relay team of 4. Hubby and I were in a team with Anja and Roland. The logistics took a bit of juggling - Anja, Roland, the kidlets and I caught the steam train with all the other runners from Gympie Station to Dagan Station, where the race was to start, then we caught buses to our respective changeovers. Hubby drove the kidlets and the car to the changeover between runner 3 (moi) and Hubby (him) and waited with the children. It was cold and drizzly so I sat in the bus until Anja ran up with the timing chip, and off I went. Most of the run was on bitumen country roads with a little on gravel, but it was quite undulating. Very pretty, with cattle and alpacas, and magpies singing. My third leg had a stinkin’ big hill at the end so I was glad to finish my leg. Hubby took off and the kidlets and I tried to get back to the finish line at the station to cheer him, but the road closures and detours meant we missed him.

It was such a nice event, extremely well organised in a very pretty place.  This year a runner beat the train, which apparently isn’t a usual occurrence. It was easy to manage the kidlets today, I think it’s definitely a doer for next year. The kidlets are currently absolutely shattered, having been on the go for 16 hours straight, I think when they go to bed they’ll sleep until midday tomorrow!

We got the fright of our lives though - I was just waiting to get on the bus to the changeover, when a lady called on my mobile. She’d found our four dogs wandering around her front yard!! Nothing we could do about it from Gympie, it turns out she’s a friend of Laurelle’s (dogsitter) so she took them back to her. All’s well that ends well, and although it sounds awful, I’d rather know for a fact that my dog was dead than not know where he was, if he was suffering, how he was being treated. I don’t like even thinking about that.

We saw a jabiru when we were walking the dogs this afternoon, just down the road in the lake near home. He was stunning! I’ve never seen one in the wild before.

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