Are we there yet?

I managed to get back to sleep eventually after Doodlebean woke me up at 7:30am on the first day of the holidays! She was apparently desperate for her coco pops so I sent her downstairs with ‘the wise and grey one’ while I went back to bed.

I woke up at 10:30 without the aid of an alarm, so figured I ought to get up as I hadn’t even packed our stuff yet- not time to even fart at the end of term and way too much to do over half term too for that matter. I am now just hoping that I managed to pack everything we needed, as I didn’t really allow much time for double checking...
Thankfully we didn’t really need to rush too much as we couldn’t check in our hotel room until 3pm anyway. Took a nice scenic route up to Liverpool, for the first part of the journey, then the wise and grey one decided to join the motorway for the last bit. Not too stressful apart from Doodlebean having a meltdown every now and then because Willis was being a nuisance.

Finally found the Q car park and had to use google maps to walk 5 mins to find the hotel. Checked in easily enough too! The room from the window was just epic...and the sockets tripped so couldn’t charge my phone... on top of that I only had the lead and not the charger either 🙀 £5 for a new charger from the cash only phones shop in Liverpool 😂😂😂

Holy moly I’m only gonna run a marathon!

Well, I haven’t updated my blog here for a while so thought I might update you while I have a spare few minutes... While doodlebean is sending her poo to ‘poo land!’
I have carried on running since my last update and so far I haven’t actually died from running!
Because I have (in my humble opinion of course) improved slightly, having finally discovered how to breathe through my blowhole and comfortably ran 4 half marathons, I wanted more of a challenge this year... just remembered- Birmingham Black Country half marathon nearly made me die and if my stupid sweat ruined phone hadn’t actually died at mile 8 as I tried to phone to go home I would have definitely given up. Note to self, avoid that one when I get carried away booking events next week.
 So anyway, I applied last year like many thousands of other people, to run London marathon in 2019. Also, like the other thousands, I paid to be rejected in return for a jacket to highlight my rejection to fellow runners- good job it’s half decent, else it would have pissed me off. I just looked for it online for a picture to show you... Note the title ‘Rejects top’

Anyways, I decided that as I didn’t get a place at London marathon I would find a marathon elsewhere. Some friends suggested Liverpool Rock and Roll Marathon, so just before Christmas I signed up. Jellybean has been my partner in crime for the last 5 months (I’m sure she would prefer this nickname 🤣) since I finally badgered her into signing up to run 26.2 miles for a T-shirt and an extremely shit medal. This agreement demonstrates that she is of course equally as bonkers and she has helped to make training an extremely memorable experience. We have so far clocked up 745km or 463.3 miles since New Year’s Day!
I am hoping to update you throughout the next few days, how it feels to have finally finished training and the excitement in the lead up to Liverpool Rock and Roll marathon on Sunday. Stay with me, this could get interesting!