Painting by numbers 

Did you know they do painting by numbers for adults?

Something I learnt today when thw Husband and I ventured into Hobbycraft after church today (always a bad idea unless I have both time and lots of money.. ). By virtue of the fact that I am stilling feeling ill,  and now extremely tired after a busy weekend, today has been my rest day rather than tomorrow. 

That’s OK – it’s meant a whole afternoon of relaxing and numbers and painting. Of course, it means tomorrow I’ll be on the bike as soon afternoons I’m back from my friends house but I can manage that. 

While I was painting and thinking about how I should be getting on my bike and worrying about all the little steps that need taking and how sometimes it feels like I’m not getting any where,  I also thought – all these little steps lead up to a bigger step, it’s just that I can’t see it yet. Like the painting by number’s, only when each number has been painted will you see the bigger picture but because you’re only painting a little at a time it can seem like there’s loads to do. By taking a step back though you can see how much has already been done, how far you’ve already come.

Forest of Dean

Sitting on the sofa, my feet aching and the chill has finally left my cheeks. Today we ventured to the Forest of Dean for a walk with some friends (Symonds Yat to be precise). We parked up the top, near Symonds Yat Rock and then climbed down step by step towards the village and a pub lunch. 

I’m sure there are several walks to be done in the area, but after climbing down I’m glad we did the one we did – over the river (by ferry), down the river, back over via rope bridge and back up the other side of the river. A fairly pleasant walk, even going across the bridge. 

Just to clarify; I am almost terrified of heights – by halfway across the bridge, with it shaking and swaying beneath my feet, my heart was beginning to pound. I made it across though (obviously). 

We climbed back up to the car park once we completedthe walk it’s a strange thing – I have nearly no problems climbing up somewhere,  but panic once it comes to coming back down. 

My fitbit tells me I have walked over the six miles that I would’ve been running today if other plans had been made. No wonder I feel so tired right now. 

Anyway, some pictures below for your perusal – including a tree trunk we walked past with coins hammered into it. 


Saying so.

Sometimes there’s just not a lot to say. Like today. I have a to-do list (I know,  someines I’m organised) and I want to actually watch some TV for a change – don’t low what though. I’m not gonna lie – the plan says 30 minutes exercise today,  but it’s probably not going to happen. 

That’s all for now, interesting I know. 

It all went downhill from there

Hey guys, it’s Alyson here. Lucy and I thought that it might be a good idea for you to hear how I’m doing with my training. Having completed a half marathon before, I know what I’m getting myself into… I think. 

I set myself a goal to achieve and work towards each week, for example 2 days at the gym and then go on 2 runs during the week. However, this week has not gone as planned. I’ve been ill and had to have time off work so not only have I missed training at the gym but I am also missing karate tonight too.Oh well, my health comes first.

I’ll probably update you on my progress once a week, maybe more.

Ok guys, Aly out!

Motivational Music

There’s something about music that makes me want to dance. I stand at the crossing on my way to work, music playing in my ears and travelling down to my knees and inducing them to bounce. It makes me happy. That’s what I’m going to be doing later; listening to music while on my bike. Something to sing along to and keep me going.

I was thinking earlier – I have been saying a lot of “I should be doing this…” and not “I am doing this…” So, tonight I am going on my bike for 30 – 45 minutes as my training plan says. Tonight I am going to do some of the things I keep saying I’m going to do; like practice my German and message my friends, plan my sister’s birthday surprises etc etc etc.

I’m sure someone once said, “Don’t put off until tomorrow, what you can do today”.

Keeping going 

What with one thing and another as well as feeling under the weather, I never did the get on the bike yesterday. Nor am I running today. That’s two days in a row that I haven’t done the training I had planned and I admit to feeling slightly let down with myself. I was worried that I was losing my resolve to train, my will power to keep motoring forward and then I remembered the things that I have planned – karate tomorrow (depending on how I’m feeling), the gym on Friday and various exercises over the weekend. I’ve made plans, appointments with friends and family that I don’t want to let down; motivation. 

There are also 73 days until the half marathon, 2 or 3 days in one week may seem like a lot right now but it’s only a small part of the bigger picture.  

A set back might slow be down, but it certainly won’t stop me. 

Time for Tuesday

Today started with a dose of stuffy nose and scratchy throat, but I’ve managed to get through the day. I am sorely tempted to ditch 35 minutes of exercise biking in favour of an early night. On the other hand, I think that something is better than nothing so I will probably attempt at least 10 minutes or so.

Yesterday was a great day for reflecting – when I was shopping on Saturday I came across a notebook with sections to note done any exercise, any food I’d eaten and there was a section for ‘mind exercise”. That got me thinking, with everything that goes on and is going on, I rarely take time to learn or practice something. While it is good to acknowledge the needs of my body, I also need to think about the needs of my mind. With that in mind, I pulled out my sketchbook and pencils and did some drawing. Taking time out to relax and do something different really helped me feel better yesterday.

Anyway, short and sweet post for today – I have dinner to cook and a bed to crawl into.

(Mon)Day of rest

If I’m early or it’s raining on my way to work, I might occasionally pop into Greggs and get a second breakfast. Usually a pain au chocolate which gets eaten as soon as I’m sat at my desk. Today I bought a granola bar (seems more like a fruity flapjack to me), placed it on my desk and there it stayed until 10.45am when I decided to eat half of it. That’s a new one, or two. Anything I’ve bought in the morning to eat is normally gone by 10am and I never save half for later.

With no exercise planned, today has been a day for tracking what I eat. It’s something I’m used to (as part of Weight Watchers), but very lax in doing. And let’s face it, who wouldn’t want to eat Party Rings and the large Galaxy bar, with a cup of tea, while watching or reading something. It totally doesn’t count because I wasn’t paying attention, and I’m not even sure how many Party Rings I ate…

Not that you want to know what I’ve eaten today, but I think I’ve done rather well (maybe apart from the Greggs flapjack-pretending-to-be-a-granola-bar). A few nuts, some home-made muesli, fruit, salad for lunch and the Husband is making shepherd’s pie for dinner. Not to bad, even if I do say so myself.

Stairs are not my friends

You would think that Sunday’s would be  my day of rest (and according to my training plan they should be), but church finished and off I went to the gym. It was almost nostalgic, going back to the gym. Except that everything seemed a little bit grubbier than last year.

I had forgotten what it was like the first time I went as I watched my sister fumble with the controls of the exercise bike and listen to my instructions. Leaving her to it, I headed to the treadmills and started a 35 minute run. Well, at least I ran most of it, and it was easier to pace myself. The original plan was to stop after 35 minutes, but my sister was so excited by the rowing machines and the cross trainers that that’s where we headed next. 10 and 15 minutes later and we were finished with the gym and ready to head home.

The rest of my day has been a lot less energetic – cooking lunch (which didn’t require much effort because it had been in the slow cooker all morning) and watching iZombie with my sister. Now she’s gone and at 7.30pm – I’m tired and already contemplating my bed.

I forgot how much I used to enjoy going to the gym, but let’s just say that stairs are not my friends right now.

Running away with time

I ran further than I expected today. It was supposed to be a five mile run but, being unsure that I would manage that, I planned a 1.5mile loop that I could repeat if I wanted. One loop and another later and I had gone three miles. I nearly stopped after the first one (the frosty start to the day was off-putting), but I talked myself into another one. My fingers were numb and I could feel burning in my thighs but 3 miles in 38 minutes – some walking, most running – I’m pleased with that.

After that (I had gone early this morning), I went about my day – Coffee with the Grandparents, Lunch with Mum and my youngest sister. We also did a little shopping after lunch. I don’t usually enjoy shopping but I had a few things that I wanted to get and we popped into sports direct for some gym gear (my sister has joined the gym with me).

I have already done my exercise for the day, but I may do some stretches before I go to bed. That’s something I really do need to remember before and after training. That, and pace myself. I noticed this morning that I was really struggling. I’ve always been a sprinter, the starter in the relay race so running slowly is not something that I am used to. In an effort to run more than I walked, I was setting myself targets ie. run to that tree, get to that bush… but once I gave myself an option I found my speed increasing. Tomorrow I am planning a 35 minute run at the gym, so my targets will be time rather than location based so maybe I’ll manage to pace myself a bit better. Anyway, practice makes perfect, right?

Right, now, I am going to go back to playing Sims while the Husband is playing Halo with friends in the front room.