Tales of an Ordinary Life

Running is something that I love to do but why is it when things get too tough it is the first thing that I turf out of my routine. I can find a million and one reasons why I can't go for a run. But why??? I know if I do go for a run it will get me out the fugue that I may be feeling at the time. It revitalises my spirit but I still cast it aside. Is it because running is bloody hard not just physically but mentally as well. I do get down when I am not improving or I am not meeting the mediocre goals that I have set for myself. I try to run with no expectations upon myself (one of the reasons that I have not bought myself one of those snazzy running watches) but my head just always get in the way. Self talk holds me back when I really need to be out there running for me. But I have found a way to cope....    I am an active participant in my local Parkrun (A free, local, weekly 5km timed run for more info go to the Parkrun  website) and the great thing is I do...

It has been a many a year since I last wrote here, so why start to write again? Well life is busy and there is not much time in those days that I take to reflect. This is something I want to change. My life is not amazing, spectacular or Instagram worthy but it full of ordinariness. So what is an ordinary life, well it is messy, complicated, challenging and unique. My life can not be copied but it can be relatable. I am a nearly fifty woman, working full time, with teenage children, trying to do everything but not feeling like I succeed at anything. I look at the lives at others and wish for a fraction of those lives but then realise that they may be thinking about my life like that. I would like to use this forum to reflect on these musings, reflect on being a mother to teenagers, living with a partner that has a chronic illness, my attempts to find a work/life balance and working with young children. So if no-one reads this then that is ok with me. This is for me, for my...