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As you probably have guessed by now, I managed not to die from doing the Race for Life recently.
I woke early, to make sure I was on the Downs for 10am, but managed to get there even earlier. Getting up at 8am on a Saturday to go running seems wrong.
Before I left the house, there was a very important thing still to do:

Decorate my back sign! The back sign is quite an important thing for Race for Life, where you say why you are running/walking/hopping/doing the worm.
Here I am with my back sign, dedicated of course, to my Mum.

I didn’t manage to take many pictures while actually running, so here are two pics I TwitPic‘ed to my Twitter

The Nivea boys doing a bit of a cheer routine to S Club 7 - “Reach”. With pom poms. Their mums must be so proud. (It was actually really funny though!)

One of my favourite fancy dress outfits! There was a lot of neon outfits worn, as well as a surprising amount of people wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I was dressed in joggers and a (Howies, of course) t-shirt.
Here’s a basic summation of each KM:
0 - 1 KM: Hey, this is pretty easy. I’m glad this is on the roady part of the Downs.
1 - 2 KM: Still going ok, my back is holding up pretty well considering…
2 - 3 KM: Ooh, starting to get a bit more difficult, but still running.
3 - 4 KM: ARGH PAIN PAIN PAIN - my back decided to give out, so had to walk
4 - 5 KM: Still in a lot of pain, trying to take Ibuprofen while walking, but managed to run the last half kilometre because there was no way I was walking over the finish line!
So I managed to complete it in just under 40 minutes. (Not sure of exact times, since I didn’t even get through the start point until about 6 minutes on the clock!)

Holding my medal for finishing the race!

I’m really pleased I did it, and happy that I managed to run most of it. If you would like to sponsor me still, the webpage is open until August, and that can be found at http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/hayley_c. Thank you so so much to everyone who has sponsored me so far as well!

I’ve been meaning to blog for a while, but for some reason, keep putting it off. So here is a little recap of the past two weeks for you while I try to remember about the Race for Life and write it down. Blogger fail.

The queues for the museum on the first day of the Banksy exhibit. Two weekends later, the queues seem to be worse!

They’re not so good at being a top secret rogue agency if they have a banner on a shop off Whiteladies Road.

Topshop does it again with corsages that were bigger than my face.
I kinda want one.

The wife took me on a date to celebrate doing the Race for Life and bought me an ice cream mountain. I could only manage half.

My headaches have been getting so bad, I am taking a pack of these every day.
Of course, the doctor has been a real help. Can you sense the sarcasm there?

Randomly found these chemistry books by the train station last week. An excited student trying to get rid of them?

Pints of tea are the only way to survive train journeys.

Although VitaminWater also helps. I like this one the best. Mostly because it sends me a little hyper and tastes a bit like Um Bongo. I miss Um Bongo.

Who doesn’t love strawberries dipped in chocolate (and then eaten with raspberry sorbet)?

I can’t wait for Regina’s new album, Far to come out (on Monday, squee!), and this is the lead song from it.

Lyrics beneath the jump:
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I’ve recently been chatting with someone, and whilst they’re very entertaining and nice and other such things (that I’m not going to go into detail about), the thing that is putting me off him slightly is that he uses text speak.
I know, I feel quite shallow, but I dislike text speak so much! I could never shorten text messages into ridiculous jumbles of letters, and I fully admit that it takes me quite a while to decode some of the texts I’ve seen from my younger cousins.
Of course, I have shortened certain words to fit into the 160 character limit of a text (and 140 limit of Twitter) but whilst I can understand the space limitations on these items, using text in MSN/GTalk chats and Facebook statuses just drives me crazy!
So, dear readers, could you handle talking to someone who types in text speak? Is that enough of a reason to not date?

I wrote this message to my Facebook friends last night who I am trying to persuade to sponsor me as well, and thought I would share it with you as well Don’t worry, I’m not drinking wine at half 12!

Hello lovely people who have sponsored me, ones who haven’t yet done so, and those who can’t (don’t worry, I’m not going to guilt trip you!)

The run is next weekend, and I am of course training hard. Which is to say I am drinking wine right now. Shut up. Thats training.

During my training for this run, I have rediscovered that
a) my back really hates physical exercise.
b) sports bras were invented by sadists and
c) why I was never picked for the running things at school.

But, theres only one week of this hell, and then I will be back on the sofa, seeing what crap is on the Virgin box (ok, I still do that anyway) and feeling pretty damn smug.

If you haven’t sponsored me yet, and you would like to do so, please go to www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/hayley_c

xxx

I love love love this cover version of the Virgins - Rich Girls. I mean, I love the original, but this is just that little bit more awesome.

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(yeah, I miss CatDog, and all the other crap Nickelodeon cartoons from the 90’s)

These two pictures are keeping me entertained at the moment for some reason. I can’t help giggling when I see them both!

Dog with a pipe in its mouth, originally uploaded by LlGC ~ NLW.

Thursday 21st May

The morning always starts with a brew

Waiting at Bristol Temple Meads to go to work

I wouldn’t survive the work day without my giant cup <3

Normally I scribble down what I’ve done in my diary. Normally we have power to our comms room. No power=no work. Not as much fun as it sounds.

Since we couldn’t do any work, we went to the pub for lunch. Stella and a salad, is there anything better?

The most productive part of my day included counting these desktops.

My bordom levels were high here.

Building work in Temple Quay

I went home to write up some notes.

Our first veg box arrived. It looks like real food.

And then there was sleep.

I’m a terrible person.
I promised the amazing people that have sponsored me (which you can do by going to raceforlifesponsorme.org/hayley_c (yes, I’m shameless)) that I would blog my endeavors in training, because it was sure to be hilarious, bearing in mind that I am very lazy, and I really hate running.
I’ve been describing my running style to people as being like Phoebe from Friends. Observe:

OK, so I don’t run that fast (I’d be dead by the end of the road) but the flailing, yep, I do that.

So I’ve been training now reasonably regularly (probably not as much as I should, but apparently I have a social life. And also I’m lazy) and yet I still don’t seem to be able to run for more than 10 minutes before dying because my back is going into spasms. (My original spelling was “spazums”, which makes much more sense)

Its not too long until the race, and I’m half looking forward to it, and half not. I mean, yay, I get to take part and help raise money for one of my favourite charities, but boo, RUNNING HURTS.

You still have time to sponsor me, I know I keep saying it, but please please do! I’m half way to my target of £250, and I’d love to reach that target by the race day. Head over to raceforlifesponsorme.org/hayley_c if you have a few pennies to spare.

I love this song, and this video seems to fit it quite well.

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