Last Sunday my friend, who is a runner and yoga teacher decided it was time for a change of venue. Off we drove to Johnny Foxes and headed on, what was supposed to be a 7km walk, up into and through the forest. It ended up being 14.5km, 18,236 steps, and 19 floors.
Two months to go & we are getting serious about the training for the mini-marathon. Here’s the proof.
I’ll be walking but we are setting goals I must achieve. It’s a part of my personal journey to wellness. Up to now, I could never dream I’d be fit enough to walk.
The VHI Women's Mini-Marathon is on the June bank holiday this year in Dublin. For the first time in my life I will be walking it. The fact I'm doing so is a huge achievement, brought about by my persistence, my husband's support, my friend's undying belief that I wasn't as sick as some others wanted me to believe. We plotted a way through the negativity and thanks to the help of my talented physiotherapist we are aiming for me to be fit enough to complete the marathon in less than 2 hours.
Posted on 30th March 2014, updated photos 8 March 2018
Another Mother's Day dawns today. For the last couple of weeks I had promised, swore to, myself that I'd avoid the internet like the plague today. Before two weeks ago though my plan from last year was to have a gorgeous blog post all about the 'Irish Mammies' and celebrate the day in a flourish of happiness. As those of you who know me are aware I lost a child in 2000 through miscarriage and last November I found out my mother had left us all.
It’s easy to knock men these days, not all are bad. Without the love of my life I wouldn’t be here to celebrate International Women’s Day 2018.
When I lost my kidneys in my 20s my so-called women friends didn’t want to know. I no longer fitted in.
