We went for a run on Saturday morning – all girls and quite early – 6 in the morning. It was actually a bit uncomfortable because we were 6 girls – just like those poor women that was in the accident last week. We spend about 5 minutes discussing which route to take to stay away from busy roads and to stay away from a many cars as possible.
Anyway the last 2 kilometers were on a very busy road and it is uphill and the wind was blowing from the front so we were all going very slowly. However since I do this stretch of road quite regularly I could actually see a difference in the other users of the road. They were definitely giving the runners a wider berth than normal – I’m so grateful for that and I hope it can keep on like this. So sad though that 5 runners had to loose there lives for this to happen.
I wanted to run 15 on Sunday but it rained when the alarm went off and I saw that as a sign not to run. At least I went to the gym twice this weekend and I’m now 2 kg’s down since that stupid woman made that comment about my stomach.
Exactly 2 years ago I decided to do a marathon on the first weekend in November. I was petrified and excited and lots of people thought I was mad and not ready. However I proceeded to run the marathon and to finish it in a respectable time.
This year I’m going back again for my third time and I’m just so casual about it. I’m actually a bit worried because I think I’m too casual – didn’t do much training and I’m just planning to stay on my feet and go forward.
However I’ve now promised to run with a newby who has never done a marathon and I can’t believe how nervous this man is, it is all he can talk about and he made me do him a list with things that he needs before, during and after the race. And he has bought everything on that list. I wonder if I told him that I need a new Range Rover Evoque if he would have bought that for me as well.
Goodness that is one pretty car. I saw one when I had to take the Landy in for a lightbulb change and I’m ashamed to say that I actually took pictures of it. It is still on my phone and every now and again I look at it. However at a price tag of R600K it will always stay a dream!! But a girl is allowed to dream isn’t it?
And today it is the Jazz’s turn for a service. I cringe to think how much that is going to be. Got to think about buying an other car – the Jazz is getting old but the mere idea to fork out R3,000 a month a car makes me want to cry.