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The chase to beat chafe

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The chase to beat chafe

It’s summer, and therefore, it’s time for my obligatory post bemoaning the effects of chafe. Because I have been suffering. Oh yes indeedy. I found this picture on Google (see below) showing the zones – not erogenous zones – no need to look away. And realised, at least in my experience, it’s dismally inadequate in […]

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Jolly

Is this a meltdown or just melting?

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Is this a meltdown or just melting?

So here I am, finally. Almost 3 months after my last post, on a break from work and with time to blog. But with nothing to say. Or possibly too much to say. Probably the latter. We’re about 2.5 weeks out from the Cadbury Marathon in Hobart, and I am feeling absolutely terrified. I am […]

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Jolly

The law of unintended consequences

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The law of unintended consequences

I think I may have created an imbalance in the order of the universe: I’m really sorry, and I’d like to apologise. The thing is, I can’t find Oscar and I fear that he’s run off in the belief that he’s a superhero. And it’s all my fault. The consequence of involving myself in his […]

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Jolly

Running for oldies

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Running for oldies

When I spoke to my mum on the phone, she was worried about me being injured. “After all you’ve got to be careful as you start getting on a bit”. Thanks Mum! (She does worry. She would worry that she hasn’t got something to worry about; she’s that sort). But it was not old age […]

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Jolly

To Tri or not to Tri

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To Tri or not to Tri

I think I have a case of the post Road Trip blues. My tri training has gone off the rails. And I’m in a bit of a funk. I’ve read 2 inspiring and empowering books, Triathlon for the Every Woman and A Life Without Limits, and rather than feeling uplifted, like I did when I […]

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Jolly

Maidenwell Marathon

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Maidenwell Marathon

Maidenwell marathon formed part of my cunning masterplan. The Comrades 2016 masterplan. Thwarted at Melbourne in my quest to qualify, (sidelined to the 10km with a hip injury), I needed this avenue to get back on track. And it was such a perfect solution. The race was in Queensland, better still, within driving distance. And camping was […]

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Jolly

It’s a trying 2016 so far

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It’s a trying 2016 so far

Can you believe we’re nearly a quarter of the way through 2016? What has happened to time? Is there some disturbance in the space-time continuum that means that time is getting ahead of itself? Or is it that we’ve moved nearer the equator and somehow that secretly makes time pass more quickly?  (It could be the […]

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Jolly

How to win at life

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How to win at life

I don’t know if it’s coincidence, but Friday was the last day of term 3 and I was informed that I’m officially “horrible”. In less than 24 hours, I managed to fall out with all 3 of my children.  Good effort! It rounds off a week where I’d been given feedback that I don’t give enough discretionary effort […]

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Jolly

End of the Affair

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End of the Affair

I’m typing this whilst wallowing in self-pity.  I have a running injury. Since my dalliance with speedwork a couple of days ago, when the hip flexor got involved, things became messy, and now it’s all over between me and running. WAH! I feel isolated from my group of friends, because it’s suddenly obvious they were my […]

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Jolly

Comrades 2016: The journey starts now

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Comrades 2016: The journey starts now

Confession time again. I may have inadvertently imported something from South Africa.  And judging by the front of my shirt, I suspect it’s a small warthog.  (OK, not so small).

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