#Juneathon Day 5, Happy Running

I’m mildly surprised to find I’m still here, still keen and actually starting to make a little bit of progress. For the first time today, (particularly on the downhill bits), I had a real sense of fun while running; a moment of childish energy that made me feel as if I could sprint up the next hill. Naturally I can’t kid myself that I could sprint up a hill, and I was glad of my scheduled walk breaks, but still, like a really good kiss at the end of a first date, it made me excitedly ponder what other joys there might be to come.

If I stick with it of course.

If any regular readers are wondering what happened to the slothful, sofa-bound, cake-eating stitchy woman who usually inhabits this page, I am still here, and about to pick up some gorgeous little ditzy Liberty hexies. Hopefully I’ll have something to show you by the beginning of next week.

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Thanks for reading,

Helenx

#Juneathon day 4: Thwarted and Disgruntled

And I am, thwarted and disgruntled. Today I have been looking forward to a swim this evening. It’s been a gorgeous day and I was just imagining pulling through the water. Unlocking my shoulders and feeling a bit more graceful again. I’m not noted for my grace on land, any pretence of elegance has to take place in water for me. However, I’ve been called to a wretched PTA thing instead. Juneathon has instead had to be more gardening, (digging, more lopping, planting out) and a brisk walk into town and back. At least the garden is showing some signs of appreciating my efforts.

I do hope this basil does well, it’s the one herb I really make an effort to cultivate as fresh is incomparable to dried.Image

Do you like my charity shop find today? Three sweet little pots, perfect for holding some blossom and clematis stems.Image

Thanks for reading, Helenx

Juneathon Day 3 – I’m clearly a morning runner…

Strangely enough, when I run first thing in the morning, or at least before breakfast, I usually grab a banana before I go. Today I couldn’t run until after dinner and monkey bedtime. It turns out that eating a banana and going for a run is a whole lot easier on the stomach than two ‘healthy’, *coughs*, portions of vegetable lasagne and a run. 

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It was harder today, but I got round, intact, and still hanging on to said dinner despite the bids for freedom it tried on a couple of hilly bits. It’s back to bananas for me.

Thanks for reading,

Helenx

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A rather sedate day two of Juneathon…

…that being said however, I’m shattered! Firstly I’m solo parenting today as the lovely Kiwi is at some cycling thingy over in West Sussex. Let’s be clear, solo parenting is serious exercise, (as anyone who’s ever done it will testify), solo parenting on the last day of the holidays with two highly reluctant to return to school monkeys, requires the kind of stamina and endurance usually found only amongst those training for ironmen events 🙂

Today there has been:

  • cycling out in the street
  • sprints out in the street
  • a whole lot of gardening, specifically lopping. Lots of lopping.
  • sticking and painting with a 5 year old (yes I’m completely comfortable calling this exercise, anyone who doubts it hasn’t done it)
  • yomping around the park

Don’t tell me none of this counts as formal ‘exercise’ my back doesn’t care to hear it!

Proper run again tomorrow.

Thanks for reading,

Helenx

First run of #Juneathon done!

And blogged before 10 am. Will I keep this up – I suspect we all know the answer to that!

I’m using a running programme from the June issue of Women’s Running. I started earlier in the week but I think I’ll repeat the first week as a) I’m a lot less fit than I thought and b) half term school holidays doesn’t really help. So one day down, 29 to go and the sun is shining. Today will be a good day. Stats are here for those interested, I confess at this stage I’m still more interested in the calories burned bit than anything else.

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Frankly, Juneathon has come at the perfect time, half term has been gloomy and there’s been a big resurgence of this action…

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At least it cheered up at the end, clouds of cow parsley and poppetting poppets.

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Thanks for reading,

Helen

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Bear with, bear with…

Apologies for the long delay in posting anything again. I don’t kid myself that anyone is hanging out waiting for words of wisdom from me (they’d have gone away disappointed a looong time ago!), but I know that some friends and family like to occasionally check in to see what we’re all up to.

These last few months have been a bit tricky to be honest. This isn’t meant to be one of those cryptic woe-is-me type posts. But there have been some disappointments to contend with and new realities to deal with. For the time being my emotional energy has been ploughed into other non-bloggy or crafty activities but I hope that will be coming to an end now. Certainly it feels and looks a bit more spring-like and that helps. We are all well and fighting fit. I’m sure I’ll have more to say after I’ve dusted off my sewing machine and running shoes again.

Thanks for calling by and please if you have a blog do leave a link, lack of current interest in my own blog hasn’t left me uninterested in anyone else’s!

Helen

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Been a while…

Ooops, I appear to have a taken a bit of a blog break again. There’s no major reason for it, life has pottered on and me with it. There are heaps of things started…

Like these prettyish bits of lemon and lilac patchwork (doll quilt? hottie cover? who knows?)

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These cushion covers are fresh outta the quilting hoop (and as such a bit wrinkly, don’t judge me please!)

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Winter has seen a whole heap of progress on the diamond hexies…

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And yet for all that stitchy effort only one finished item to show, the Octagon Sham, and even that was started in an entirely different house!

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This is probably not the time to go falling in love with a different craft – and yet, the knitting needles, they are calling me again.

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Do you have times when you’re better at starting than finishing? Do come back in a years time, with luck I’ll have finished a pin cushion by then!

Thanks for reading,

Helen

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Toe-woe and dicky hip, I’m falling apart at 37.

Janathon has slowed right down for me, if anyone has been reading over the last few weeks my fractured toe has been an increasing source of discomfort. To add insult to injury after a couple of hours of gardening on Sunday, (Sunday’s Janathon effort), I developed such bad pain in my right hip I could hardly walk let alone run. My hips and lower back have been a, (mainly), background problem ever since I was pregnant with Barbary Boy eight years ago. I had a ‘front’n’centre’ style of bump, which whilst looking very neat put huge pressure on my pelvis and lower back. For the most part it wears itself off as indeed it has done by this evening, but when it strikes – yowsers! It hurts SO much and feels as if someone needs to get hold of my leg and yank it back into position. In terms of fitness it’s a reminder that I need to be swimming more, nothing else loosens me up in quite the same way. I will get back into running though – someone with dicky hips and a family history of muscular-skeletal problems needs to build up bone density and strength now I think. As for the toe, alas, I’m told it will never have the flex it used to and to try some anti-inflammatory gel. Still, at least it didn’t need breaking again.

To happier things, here is the quilt I made for my parents Christmas presents. Another big thank you to my lovely Dad for photographing it for me, (I am missing my camera so much). It’s made from an Arcadia Layer Cake and the pattern comes from the Moda Bake shop here. The colours fit perfectly with their new sofas, always a relief when you’re matching colour by memory. I would love to make them a slightly more ornate quilt in time, but this is a good start and perfect for winter snuggling!

 

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My Scrappy trip along has also slightly paused for the moment, as I emerge from a slightly crazed ‘slice, dice, SEW!’ frame of mind to consider I didn’t really want to make another quilt at the moment. I can see these turning into large floor cushions for the monkeys. Our bean bag is both ancient and sad and could do with a well-earned rest. Image

Thanks for reading,

Helenx

 

#Janathon days, erm where are we now?

Janathon has slowed right down this week, suspiciously in line with plummeting temperatures. After Monday’s run I was busy and I realise active every day. I walk to and from work, about three miles a time, I never take the bus or car if it’s under two miles and I physically do a fair bit. The interesting thing is I thought I needed to do Janathon because I needed to do more formal sport but now I analyse what I’m doing I realise I’m pretty active as it is. However, that’s not to say that a bit more formal sport wouldn’t come in handy. I’ve always said that I have no problem with my weight – but I would like a bit more muscle tone and some more strength and frankly formal sport is the only way that’s going to happen.

So – it is off to the doctor tomorrow for a bit of toe analysis (it’s hurt progressively as I’ve tried to run these last two weeks) also for a niggly hip, which has bugged me for years. Daft as it sounds I tend to just note the niggles and work round them rather than getting anything checked out – the lovely Kiwi gets very cross with me.

This weekend’s Janathon offering has been spent hacking and clearing in the garden. It may not seem much, but it definitely feels as if some serious exercise has happened.

Hopefully I’ll be more active next week, perhaps a return to the swimming pool is in order…

 

Thanks for reading,

Helenx

#Janathon day 7. Cool Runnings

We’ll draw a veil over yesterday’s lack of Janathon effort. Unless you count scrappy children separating or linen folding in which case I excelled myself. Today is the beginning of week two of the running programme, run 3 minutes, walk 3 minutes repeat 4 times. Admittedly it was a slightly longer route than it should have been, due to forgetting the monkeys PE kit bags this morning. Thus after a hasty scuttle to school to drop them off I set off, straight up a nasty little hill. Really the distance between running for 2 minutes and 3 minutes when you’re beginning to run feels enormous. I know it will settle down in time but I was so glad of the walking breaks today. Still, I got there in the end, 3 miles including the school diversion, pleasantly breathless, proper Pantone magenta of face.

I thought I should start to show you my Christmas makes, there’s a teeny problem with pictures at the moment, in that I’ve left my camera in the Midlands with my parents. My Dad however is kindly leaping into breach and taking pics of the things I made that are up there. Here’s a big, fat, squishy cushion for my little nieceling, Milly. Regular readers may remember her quilt from last year. Here as requested is a hand quilted cushion to match. It’s a great block to use if you’re having a New Year scrap use up, as so many of us seem to be this year. The tute is here if you fancy a go.

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Hopefully I’ll have figured out how to get pictures off my phone before February – or this could get very dull, very quickly!

Thanks for reading,

Helen

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