20 September 2009 – Barcelona, what a city!

Casa Batlló, my favourite of all Gaudi's creations

Casa Batll√≥, my favourite of all Gaudi’s creations

As this is just a weekend break we wanted to make the most of the time we had but today was Sunday so we weren’t sure what would be open, especially as Spain is a predominantly Catholic country. We decided to head towards the centre of Barcelona and see what we could find. After all, the Gaudi buildings could be looked at from the street, even if everything was shut. If the worst came to the worst we could head for the beach. Continue reading

17 May 2009 – Race For Life training and Moonwalk aspirations

Actually by the river!

Actually by the river!

I did my Race For Life training this morning. I got up bright and early, got my jogging bottoms on and my new trainers and set off with my iPod in my ear, a bottle of water in one hand and my iPhone with the Walkmeter in the other. I missed training last weekend because I felt so tired but I do feel a bit better this week. I can’t keep putting it off and making excuses. Today I was determined to do more than just the two miles, no matter what. Continue reading

19 April 2009 – Race For Life training and blisters

Blisters!

Blisters!

Sunday 19 April

After another pretty bad week I knew I really had to do some Race For Life Training today. It’s been nearly a month since I did any and, apart from the weight issue, I’m getting worried at the lack of progress I’m making. If I carry on making excuses and not training I’m going to make an idiot of myself on the day. I mean, so far I’m not even sure I can walk five kilometres without keeling over. How embarrassing would that be? I can see the headline now, ‘fat woman dies at charity fun run.’ Continue reading

22 March 2009 – blisters

Ouch, blisters!

Ouch, blisters!

Race For Life training part two commenced today. I probably should have aimed for improving on my distance and walking a little further today but I didn’t. By the time I got to Riverside I could feel a sore spot on my heel like I was getting a blister so I turned round and started for home. When I finally limped back to my own front door I had a full blown blister on both heels. I think I need to get some proper trainers, so far I’ve been walking in some Red Or Dead pumps as they’re the closest thing to trainers I possess. Let’s face it I’ve never been the sporty kind so I’ve never felt the need for trainers before. I’m going to have to wait until I get my redundancy money though. Continue reading