Chatting and running

Two of my favourite things to do rolled into one on a jogscotland night out. We ran from Furnace to Inveraray in two waves more or less getting there together....ish. the run is really nice almost totally along the shores of the Loch, we then had a lovely if a little tardy meal with lots of chat and banter...




Weekly runs 10.62

Photo Time

The Place...Here
The date...Early December
The occasion...Friends brought togther in some way by our children.
The result... A good night in together once a year we have been going about 10 years with a theme to make it more fun and cheesy. So, this year how could it be anything else but the 1970s with a Mamma Mia tinge to it. We went for it with 70's inspired food (who could pass up on prawn cocktails, pineapple and cheese on sticks, babysham, cheesecake, vol au vonts, chilli,etc etc), Dr Tom Baker Who, several Agnetas (the blonde one from Abba) quite a few hippies, gallons of blue eyeshadow, a Zaphod Beeblebrox and a very cool miniskirted Janice. A great night. Thanks everyone.

PS Tip of the day...do NOT go out to walk the dogs at 1am wearing Flip Flops AKA hippy style. The problem comes only when you remember said footwear resulting in a swift desent onto bottom and left elbow. The bottom has automatic padding and is fine, the elbow is less well covered and hurts!

Rainy run.

A quick run whilst the girls were at a nearby party. This is a road at the head of Loch Fyne that I have not been down since Toby was about 2. An Austrian friend lived there with her American husband who worked for the RSPB specialising in golden eagles. We used to walk along this road with our babies in back packs and Tess, in her much younger days running along enjoying the smells. Today was a bit faster than we would manage in those early motherhood days, helped in places by Ginny still confined on the dog jog lead. The first incident involved two bikers, sheltering from the slight precipitation that was belting down at the time who acted as a magnet to her and so I was dragged inexorably along to invade their personal and private cigggie smoking space. Then I really skimmed along when a deer popped out from a nearby copse. Luckily a fence halted progress and stopped my heels from spontaneously bursting into flames. Our quick out and back was rather faster than intended as we skidded round a corner to be confronted by a group of hairy and immovable highland cows with young in tow. They were very unimpressed by the silly border collie bouncing around on her toes and barking frantically. We conceded to their total right to occupy as much of the road as they wanted and went back to harass the bikers once again.
running 15.5 (ish)

Wet kids

The holidays have truly arrived when the first STRAMASH course comes along and so here are the piccies. A day of dinghy sailing for the three squeakers. They are old hands now and much more confident. We rounded the day off at Lizzie's with a quick run and a lovely tea with relaxing chat. At the top of my own personal list of triumphs this week is getting Mr Pig to trust me enough to spontaneously collapse onto the ground and roll over for a tummy scratch...strangely satisfying for all concerned.
PHOTOS:-
1.Boats
2. Freya's sore thumb (of which we heard plenty more later!)
3. Feedback
4. Rosie released from waterproofs.

Quick running resume:- wednesday night 2 miles. Friday night 5 miles karate run Saturday evening 2.8 miles so Grand Total 15.8