About a year ago I wrote about running with my period. It’ really not at all one of my favourite things to do and this month I think my womb has actually decided it will inflict the maximum amount of pain possible. I have no idea what I have done to piss it off but I obviously have. Yesterday wasn’t too bad, my back was niggly, my tummy was sore and I felt heavy but I felt like I could still vaguely move. Kath wanted to make an apple and blackberry pie so we agreed to meet by our old sheep fields and I would run there the long way round and Kath would walk there direct. I managed a decent run but it didn’t go to plan. I set off plodding down the hill to the canal and along the towpath. I was psyching myself up to run up as much of the uphill up the old golf course as I could manage, maybe even all of it and had got into my head that I was nearly nearly there, just one last big push…. The bridge across the canal was stuck open. Hmph. I stopped and stared at it for a few seconds, turned and started running back.
I ran as fast as I could back to the bridge I’d come from because I knew that Kath was waiting for me and was likely to start getting worried. I crossed the bridge and had to walk up the slope and the hills to get to our old first field. My tummy felt heavy and I felt slightly sick but I jogged along until I found Kath and we walked home with a big box of blackberries. What was supposed to be a gentle, slow just under 2 miles run ended up a a stupid negatives split 3.1 miles with a one mile walk back home.
Today I was meant to run 9 miles but when I woke up my back was really sore and I felt really tired from a restless night sleep. We abandoned the 9 miles. Later this afternoon I thought moving would maybe actually do some good so we went out for a run/walk round the sheep loop. We didn’t make it round the sheep loop because it just wasn’t that much fun. We turned round after a mile and came home but it was good to be out and nice to move even if I felt like an ungainly overweight baby hippo. Tomorrow should be much better and we’ll see about that 9 miler!

Since we’ve got back we’ve not done too badly at all. We have managed to keep to a pretty
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I’m not sure what possessed me to want to have another go. Maybe I have unfinished business. It’s not that I particularly feel the need to do it faster than last time but last time I really enjoyed the first three races and then marathon day was just a bit miserable because it was so humid and because a marathon really is just a bloody long way and I had no idea what I was letting myself in for. I don’t need to do it faster, I just need to do the marathon better. I need to focus more on taking it in and enjoying the experience – yes even ESPN Wild World of Sports can, so Kath tells me, be quite fun. I want to have another go to focus on the experience and not on just getting to the end. Although I have to say I only really remember the good bits – I think that’s how marathons work in your brain, you forget. I know I was miserable on marathon day but that’s not how I now remember it.