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Run-ning Amok: September 2014
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Tuesday, September 30, 2014. The Highlight Of My Day. Sometimes I think I spend too much time by myself. Actually I'm pretty sure I said that out loud to Bubbles yesterday when we were walking back inside after hanging out a load of towels. Yes, my life is that exciting! She looked up at me with her cloudy eyes full of the wisdom of a life well lived, dropped on her rear and proceeded to scoot along the grass. No, not Bubbles - just a graphic demonstration of the one of the joys of dog ownership. The onl...
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Run-ning Amok: January 2015
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Tuesday, January 27, 2015. It's W.W.Wednesday. No I haven't developed a stutter. W.W.Wednesday stands for Whingey, Whiney Wednesday. I just didn't want to put it in the title and put people off. So now that you've already committed I get a chance to complain. And what I'm complaining about this week is pretty much the same thing I was complaining about last Wednesday. Sore legs. Somehow one of my squad buddies had misunderstood something Coach Chris had said. Either that or they were in league agains...
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Run-ning Amok: March 2015
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Sunday, March 29, 2015. It's still been warm and there's still mozzies around at night so each night I'm going to bed cocooned in a mozzie net. It's nice to know I can have a hot flush in the middle of the night and not be attacked by a swarm of those noisy blood-suckers. But the other night the mozzie net did the opposite to what it's supposed to. Instead of keeping the baddies out, it locked them in with me. Kind of like a white-collar criminal in with an axe murderer. So the next night I was extra-car...
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Run-ning Amok: July 2014
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Monday, July 21, 2014. Philosophy and Snap Weddings. Life is hard sometimes. And by hard I mean can't-eat-because-I'm-so-concerned hard. The tough stuff I've alluded to over the last couple of months has been on-going. And sometimes it's seemed really dark. But what I've discovered is that when it's really dark the little glimmers of light shine brighter. Little things like finding a note from your favourite trolley. Man in with your groceries. Luckily our family has been blessed with amazing skills to b...
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Run-ning Amok: Thoughts From An Empty Mind
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Thursday, April 30, 2015. Thoughts From An Empty Mind. What a quiet week it's been. I've been without a spouse since Monday and my youngest was away this week (and his girlfriend) which has meant that the house had only three humans and three dogs in it. Half the number of last week - humans that is, not dogs. I have no idea what's going to happen once Iven and I finally have an empty house. I may have to branch out and buy lots of new cookbooks that have 'cooking for two' on their cover. Don't call the ...
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Run-ning Amok: April 2015
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Thursday, April 30, 2015. Thoughts From An Empty Mind. What a quiet week it's been. I've been without a spouse since Monday and my youngest was away this week (and his girlfriend) which has meant that the house had only three humans and three dogs in it. Half the number of last week - humans that is, not dogs. I have no idea what's going to happen once Iven and I finally have an empty house. I may have to branch out and buy lots of new cookbooks that have 'cooking for two' on their cover. Don't call the ...
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Run-ning Amok: November 2014
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Sunday, November 30, 2014. What I Did Last Week. I've entered a race. But not without a lot of procrastination and a lot of angst. Should I? Will I have to pull out at the last moment? Will I be able to get a little consistent training done so that I don't literally die during the race? I also rang my dentist on Monday and made an appointment. Monday was a big day for procrastinators all over the world. So I did Tuesday's speed session, a 12k on Wednesday, a 16k on Thursday and a whopping 28k on Saturday...
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Run-ning Amok: December 2014
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014. 2015 - 365 Days of Potential. Today is a day of new and firsts. It's a day for new calendars and diaries. For new resolutions. For beginning again. For leaving old stuff behind. It's been a day of lots of firsts for me. First time I went for a run without making my bed beforehand. That never happens. Ever! But I was in two minds as to whether to wash the sheets (showery weather vs another gross and sweaty night). When I got home from the run I remembered why I don't like...
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Run-ning Amok: June 2014
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Sunday, June 29, 2014. Things Happen In Threes. What is that they say about the number three? Third time's the charm? And things happen in threes? I don't know if third time was the charm. Actually I do know that third time definitely wasn't the charm. But things really do seem to happen in threes. I was hit on again. By another geriatric. Or maybe I'm attractive to the over-80 set because I'm using testosterone and they are attracted to something that they used to have but they've lost. No witty reparte...
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Run-ning Amok: October 2014
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Thursday, October 30, 2014. Think Before You Speak. I think dementia is finally starting to take hold. Some amongst you would argue that that ship had sailed quite a few years ago. But while I can still find my keys and remember exactly why I went into a particular room (even though that memory may need prompting by leaving the room and going back to where I had the original thought), I cling to the tenuous hope that all is still well with my grey matter. And that's when I said something that no mother i...