Running With Dogs

I took the car up to our mechanic, Kev, this morning for a service and brake check. Don’t want to be driving up to Lamington National Park with dodgy brakes. I put Guinness in the back seat with Miss 8, and Master 5 sat in his booster seat in the front. Their bikes were in the back of the wagon, and we were going to ride/run home. It took such a long time!! Miss 8 fell off her bike twice, they wanted to stop for a drink, they argued about who was going first, we stopped to check the map yada yada yada …. so, probably not the most productive run for me, but Guinness was comfortably weary when we got home. I think I’ll get a lift when it’s time to pick the car up, not sure if I fancy spending another hour and a half getting up there.

Found this on another blog I read - The Shave Your 5k Challenge I haven’t done a properly timed 5k race yet, and I believe the Internation Women’s Day run on the 8th March won’t be chip timed. If I get a race done by the end of March, I may participate, but I think it’s a bit of a long shot.

I’m thinking of going and getting my iron levels checked. I’m knackered by mid afternoon and ready for a nanna nap. There is an iron supplement in the fridge, and some multivitamins on the bench in the kitchen, but it’s all a matter of remembering to take them.

I’m wearing a singlet top today, and I was looking in the mirror while I was brushing my teeth, and I saw a little muscle sticking out at the back of my shoulder! Yep, there’s one on the other side too. They’re not big, but they’re there. I was on the digital scales at work last weekend and since I started running back in May, I’ve lost around 9kg. Can’t complain about that.