Well I have been pretty much Ill, Ill and then Ill again.
Juliet in Nursery as I started back at work meant weeks of Colds and Coughs. This caused my asthma to become worse so steroids, new inhalers and this seems to be getting under control again.
What is not under control is Juliet's sleeping or lack of it.
Training when I am tired is hard. If I don't get enough sleep I find running harder work and I don't enjoy it as much. It also seems that the less sleep I get the more illnesses I pick up.
Maybe…just maybe though things are improving……..
I did the International Snowdon race a couple of weeks ago which was great. My first race after a few weeks of being ill, I struggled with my breathing on the climb but had a great descent. I was around 250th to the summit and overtook around 65 people on the way down. I loved the downhill and will be back next year to improve my time.


The jaunt went from bad to worse when storms battered our tent in the night and we were forced to abandon ship and make a retreat back to Helens……borough…(Like that Hels?) for the saving grace of our trip, a lovely run up Ben Lomond the following day.
What will forever remain in our minds though are two things…..


and where on earth had we actually been to descend off the wrong side of the valley! We have no idea.