With A Little Help From My Friends

20130423-223808.jpgAs I posted yesterday, what really helped me through the London Marathon on Sunday was dedicating a mile to different people who hold a special place in my heart. Here goes ….

1) Matthew Robbins – my Godson who is going to be christened in a few weeks time. Beginning of a wonderful little life

2) Sebastian – My cousin who was also running that day

3) Lu Lingzi – One of the spectators killed at the Boston Marathon

4) Hannah my niece – A beautiful and talented young woman about to take her GCSEs – a bright future awaits her

5) My Brother David – The most genuine person I know

6) Grampa – All round legend and head of the best family you could ever hope for

7) My cousin Matthew – Just about to start University – Whatever he does, this lad will go very far indeed

8) Kristel Campbell – Another spectator at the Boston Marathon

9) Jodie – A fantastic friend living in Canada who I wish I could see more often

10) Ellie & Alan – For just being the best friends anyone could wish to have

11) My Cousin Rose – An immensely talented young lady just about to finish uni and get into life

12) My sister Caroline – Really got behind this whole project with such enthusiasm and fantastic mother to Hannah (no4)

13) Martin Richards – the eight year boy old killed while watching his Dad finish the Boston Marathon

14) My Dad – Because he’s my Dad and just fantastic

15) Amy & Geoff – Soon to be married – wishing them the very best in married life

16) My cousin Austin and his fiancé Laura. Also soon to be married and wishing them a very happy future

17) The Boston Marathon

18) My Mum – Who flew over from Northern Ireland to come and cheer me on and who couldn’t have done more to support me in this endeavour

19) Becky – this was my ‘cramp’ mile so who better to dedicate it to than someone who causes me pain and irritation ONLY JOKING! My own Ms motivator who I love dearly

20) For my legs – just praying they would start working again!

21)To Sarah – One of my oldest friends who is taking on the Belfast Marathon in a few weeks

22) My Auntie Anne – my fairy Godmother who masterminded a huge fundraising event

23) My nephew Callum – Who told me he’d got a medal running at school very far and very fast – future marathoner?

24) The Griffin family in London and N. Ireland – Who got behind this 100%

25) Granny – Hoping every step was doing her proud. I had her picture pinned to my back and her broach pinned to my front. Whenever it got tough I looked at it, put my head down and kept going

26) Everyone who sponsored me or sent messages of support. I ran out of miles to mention everyone individually, and at this stage, I’m not prepared to do an ultra marathon to fit everyone in!

Other good things about the day – beating Katherine Jenkins and Ed Balls 🙂

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Day One Hundred and Sixty Seven

How do you make bra and shoe shopping fun when you hate
shopping with a passion?? This is the tough question I found myself facing this afternoon. I’m bring bridesmaid for my bestest Biatch Amy in May and it’s coming up to the time when these little details can no longer be ignored. So, today became the first time I’ve ever gone underwear shopping with another person. Turns out the whole affair was pretty painless and actually a pretty good laugh. This is Amy admiring the bras. I didn’t go for that one in the end


Day One Hundred and Fifty Nine

Today book club took its first road trip to Oxford 🙂 A weekend with four of my favourite ladies was something I’ve been looking forward to for ages. We’ve started as we mean to go on with cocktails, fizz and incredible food at Gee’s.


I tried wild boar for the first time. It looked, and tasted, exactly like Parma ham!


Day One Hundred and Thirty Nine

Today I met up with one of my oldest friends – Sarah of Little Pink Kitchen fame. When I’m back, it’s always great to catch up over a cup of tea and a traybake. Sarah is taking on the Belfast marathon in May and for the first time ever we used our time to talk marathon. We talked nutrition and whether cliff bars are better than gels on a long run. We talked about what pants help most with chaffing. We talked projected finishing times, all over a Caramel Square. Good times.


Day Ninety – The One With Tommy the Turkey

I must apologise for the lateness of this post. I have no excuse for it not occurring last night – quite honestly, I was drinking too much wine and having too much fun! Every year, my uni friends get together in January for a belated Christmas dinner. This year I had the joy of hosting and I cooked an actual turkey for the first time!


I christened him Tommy.

My dad – you know the chef who puts Malibu in stuff – got sick of cooking turkeys at work so we were never allowed them at Christmas. Tommy was prepared the Nigella way – soaked in exotically spiced brine then roasted super slow – man it tasted good! More importantly, a great evening spend with some of my bestest of friends. So thanks amigos and thanks Tommy – it was a blast!

Days Sixty Five & Sixty Six

Happy New Year Everyone!! Some technical issues meant I wasn’t able to post yesterday – My jet set lifestyle had me transported from Ballymena to York where I saw in the New Year.
I spent a couple of exceptionally happy years living and studying in York with people who remain some of my bestest of all the friends. I love nipping up every now and again to hang with my crew (note to self-you can’t pull off talking ‘street’)
As I was in York, it would be rude not to drop by the famous Betty’s tea shop to pick up a Fat Rascal – an unbelievably delicious scone of joy (and as luck would have it, perfect hangover breakfast which I was grateful for this morning) When I was there, I spied an odd looking thing called a pikelet which I thought would do for experience no 65. Very, very yummy – a bit like a huge, really flat crumpet. I enjoyed them greatly at Scotty Towers


And then New Years started with earnest. I don’t think anyone actually got that I was supposed to be Tina Turner at the American Idol party my very good friend was throwing, and all that back-combing kinda ruined my hair, but it was a great night – Congrats Maljambon!
2013 started out for me with four surprisingly fast, but possibly still drunk, miles (it’s not big and it’s not clever kids – not to be recommended…). which was experience number 66.

Last year I wrote a sickeningly upbeat New Years Post, all of which I still attest to. It’s been an eventful year – good, bad and ugly, but certainly never dull. I’m already lining up the races in my head for 2013 that will add to my race bling. Instead of making a New Years Resolution which we all know will never last, I’m recommitting myself to trying even more adventurous new things – to talk back to that little voice in my head that says I can’t do it, to get out of that comfort zone and see where life takes me.
I wish you all a very Happy and Adventurous 2013
Peace Out

Day Fifty Two – The One Where I Meet Tess

Today was another favourite. On Day Fifty Two I met Tess for the first time. Tess is the daughter of one of my best friends from school – My mini school reunion is always one of the highlights of my trips back home and it’s lovely to have our gang slowly expanding with the offspring of such a fabulous group of people. So Tess, lovely to meet you – I look forward to getting to know you more