Archive for June, 2017

Jolly

The Joy of Breaststroke: tri just got raunchy

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The Joy of Breaststroke: tri just got raunchy

As you know, despite best efforts, I can’t get the Grumpster interested in triathlon. He doesn’t have a bike, he ran his first parkrun and promptly put his back out, and he flat refuses to swim. Apparently, he can drown with even more alacrity than me. But I’ve noticed his eyes light up recently when […]

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Jolly

Strava. Did you say stalker?

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Strava. Did you say stalker?

Strava came up in conversation today. Over a very well-deserved breakfast. (Which, incidentally, was delicious). Following my epiphany about training, the one about perfection, I embraced the inner turtle, which meant I trained today! It’s like a miracle. So, there we were, sitting around in a caff in Nundah, having cycled, swum, cycled, run. In a […]

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The Perfectionist Lurking Within

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The Perfectionist Lurking Within

Perfectionist? Me? I had an odd realisation last week. Odd, because I am many things: a mother, a wife, someone who converses with animals like they truly understand, a very occasional blogger, a procrastinator, an undomesticated non-goddess – to name but a few. Perfectionist is not something I would have thought to throw into the […]

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