Being a working mummy is tough at times. People tell you how great it is to feel yourself again, have a hot cup of coffee and enjoy using your brain for adult topics. This is all great but sometimes the split life of a working parent can become overwhelming. The two separate compartments become full … [Read more…]
Today it’s Mother’s Day. Happy day to all that are. The weeks that have preceded today have been trying, to say the least. A full on break out of the worst gastroenteritis took place in the Monkey House, lasting almost 10 days. All monkeys and Mr LMR taking their turn to undergo the agony and, … [Read more…]
Social media isn’t my friend at the minute. I cringe every time Saturday comes around these days. Why? Parkrun, that’s why. I love Parkrun, it’s amazing. I support it 100%. But right now, whilst injured, I can’t bear the thought of it. All those happy people running 5k and setting themselves up for a happy … [Read more…]
Before my injury I had a plan for 2017. It was a good plan that was going to change the direction of my blog. My first year of blogging was about me. About refinding me in amongst the chaos of three little monkeys. In the last year I found me and more. I learned about … [Read more…]
I had a plan, like I have many plans. The goals were set, the tactics and sections all decided upon. The blog posts were about to be written and motivation was high (despite it being January). Then the plan went wrong. The wheels fell off in the first bend. Well maybe two wheels at first. … [Read more…]
Before setting off for work today Mr LMR burnt a hole in our living room rug. The joys of having an open fire. I spent 20 minutes discussing how Middle Monkey could not get dressed because the only part of the room he wanted to dress in was too cold. I was also engaged in … [Read more…]
I know I only posted the other day but I have been trying since the new year to hibernate healthily. How am I getting on? Well, if I lived alone and could go out when I wanted and no one else ate my food, then things would be better. Still it could be worse. It … [Read more…]
Here we are again. January. My least favourite month. Despite a lack of official diagnosis, I am fairly confident that I suffer with Seasonal Affective Disorder. I wrote about this in January 2016. I can find myself overwhelmed at this time of year. Lethargic and feeling worthless. This is definitely time for some well planned … [Read more…]
This morning I ran my final mile in my #rwwinterrunstreak. I made it!!! I’ll be honest, I wasn’t sure I would. Unlike the summer runstreak this one came with bigger challenges. A real mixed bag of weather, festive frivolity, limited to no sleep thanks to, well, god knows what. Teeth…persistent cough…snotty nose…your guess is as … [Read more…]
