Fitness · Lifestyle · Running

Sunday Run Down… Unlucky #13 

As I start writing this, Mary Keitany has just crossed the finish line in London in 2 hours 17 minutes (her chip time hasn’t been announced yet).  INCREDIBLE!! That’s a minute or so off my first HALF marathon time, haha! I’ll be doing well if I manage the marathon in DOUBLE that time! So inspiring!

I ended last weeks training on a high when I managed to complete my first 20 mile run, a confidence boost that made me feel like 26.2 miles was actually possible.  This week…


My legs felt tired and I ended up working late so I missed my bootcamp class, I went to the gym after work but was just too tired and ended up not doing much at all.


2 miles.  I got up before work to go for a run but my legs still felt tired so I was home again with only 2 miles on my Garmin. Ugh


7.5miles.  I ran with Mairi and Emma after work we managed a 7.5 mile but my legs felt like lead the whole run, I was so grateful of a rest half way when Emma had to make a pee stop at Waitrose.

[The elite mens winner Daniel Wanjiru just took the ribbon and club runner Josh Griffiths has just finished 13th overall qualifying him for World Championships, fastest Briton…amazing!]


Bootcamp.  My legs felt strong so I was hopeful the fatigue had finally gone.

[I’m getting tearful watching marathoners stories….why am I soooo bloody emotional and why is everyone one of them sooo amazing!!]


Yoga.  I did Yoga after work, I was NOT very flexible so took to some foam rolling when I got home.

[I got side tracked by sunshine and my sisters…Its now 5pm and all the marathoners are probably/hopefully finished!]


12miles.  It was such a beautiful day and the group chose a route that we haven’t done before which turned out to be gorgeous but I just wasn’t feeling it today.   From go, my legs felt heavy and I wanted to stop, I was slow.  One of the girls in the group has a slight injury so I ran at the back with her but battled with my head so much not to stop, eventually at 10miles my head got the better of me and I walked, I told Lynne to keep going, that last two miles were a mixture of walk/run with me hating myself for letting my head beat me!!  Did I peak too early last week?

[Its now 7.30pm and I’m in Nando’s waiting to collect food]


REST.  I watched the first few hours of London Marathon and then spent the rest of the day with my nieces and sister.  My brother-in-law who is also running the marathon, injured his knee today and thinks he might pull out, Kevin hasn’t run for two weeks (he has ITB pain too) and I just noticed Mandy(group run leader) posted this…

Who knows what next weeks training will bring?

Miles this week: 21.5

Weeks until marathon: 4 ….argh 4 weeks!

Did you watch any of the London marathon? Were you running? 

Thanks for reading❤

Have a great day 😊

Angela xo

Fitness · Lifestyle · Running

Sunday Run Down #12 Bruises, Bruno and a Breakthrough 


I’m getting so bad at posting these on a Sunday. Oooops!  My race number arrived in the post on Saturday this is becoming very real!


I had my second sports massage at 5.30pm, Mondays are cross training days but Caroline advised not to exercise for at least 24 hours prior to the treatment so it was essentially a rest day…although my legs were beat up! It wasn’t as sore all over as the last time but certain areas needed a lot more work and those hurt A LOT,  again I was left with some bruising.  However, with the exception of the bruises being sore to touch, my legs actually felt great straight after!  **they are still bruised 1 week later and really hurt from foam rolling last night!


8 miles. I was advised not to run for 48 hours after the treatment but I knew I was busy on Wednesday as was my run buddies Mairi and Emma and Thursday just felt like leaving it too late, so I broke the rules…ooops! I must confess my legs felt like lead for the first 3-4 miles and I considered just turning back a few times.  After making a stop for a minute or two to speak to a fellow runner my legs improved and by the time we finished the run they actually felt good.


Rest.  I went to a Bruno Mars gig with my sister, he was awesome. who doesnt love Bruno? and who said marathon training ruins your social life? Ha!

Our seats were in the clouds but we danced all night!


Rest. I had planned 5 miles with Kevin but after work I just felt awful.  I am too old for late nights, I also had that embarrassing interview at work that day! I’m still cringing!


Rest.  At least this rest day was actually scheduled on the programme. Ha! Today was about prepping for our 20 miler, hydrating and carb loading.  I’ve been looking at that 20 miler on the programme with fear since I was given the programme late last year, today was no different, in fact I was probably more scared because it was actually here, the recent IT band issue and missing that 18 miler.


Breakfast : melon and grapes 

Lunch: prawn salad 

Dinner: Pizza Hut Chicken Supreme cheesy bites pizza & jalapeño poppers (shared this with Kevin, not exactly a healthy way to carb load but I just really wanted pizza!)

Water: 2litres (that’s a lot for me, I’m sooo bad at hydration)


20.5miles. I did it, I actually freaking did it!! The first 5/6 miles were absolutely brutal as we climbed uphill, it was warm with the odd strong gust of wind.  I knew after the hills at the start that it was a pretty flat route and I think that’s what kept me from turning around also Nigel our group leader ran the hills with me even though I was really slow, he was a star!  The group split up and I was at the back with a couple of others as usual, but we regrouped a few times as Nigel had left water at miles 7 and 16.  He even left us all some Mini Eggs as an Easter treat which was so nice of him and each stop just seemed to spur me on even more!

I had an embarrassing fall at mile 11 but thankfully no injuries,  then a bit of a dodgy tummy at mile 17 but it disappeared without any emergencies..phew, the knee niggled but nothing too bad and my determination to finish seemed to overpower any thoughts of needing rests! The sun was shining and my head was just in a really good place it felt effortless!  I really don’t like the sound of bagpipes (I know, I’m so unpatriotic) but when I passed a wedding in Dunblane at around 17 miles they sounded amazing and made me smile.  I caught up with, chatted and passed a couple of girls from the group in the last 4 miles.  When I reached Helen at mile 18 she said she was so glad to see me and had been about to burst into tears as she was really struggling.  I stayed with her and we got back to the shop together.

I finished strong and felt like I had more in me, for the first time ever in my training, I thought I CAN DO THIS!!!


Breakfast: (7.45am) muesli & semi skimmed milk & wholemeal toast with peanut butter. 300ml water.

Pre-run: (8.50am) nature valley protein bar -half of (couldn’t finish…nerves)

During run:  between 1-1.5 litre water, half bag of jelly babies and couple of mini eggs. I forgot my gels but obviously didnt need them!

I just wish I know what went so right, haha! Mondays massage? Over indulging in rest days? The sunshine? The hydration or the pizza? The slower pace?

Fingers crossed I can replicate this on the day!!

small person 2nd from right…thats me!


Rest. My legs felt ok, the knee was painful at times on stairs but nothing major. I had a day with family, I thought I would want to eat everything in sight but we went out for a family meal and I struggled eating my starter.

I earned a few!


Weekly Totals

Miles: 28.5

Weeks to go: 5

Embarrassing moments: 2

Are you training for anything?

I hope you all had a lovely Easter Weekend if you celebrate.

Thanks for reading☺️

Have a great day❤

Angela xo

humour · Lifestyle · Running


It’s forbidden for staff to write anything about my place of work on social media… No, sadly it’s not MI5, it’s a flipping car dealership!? I know top secret, right?!? Company policy and all that jazz!

The company I work for is named after its founder and (until recently) director, who sadly passed away on Monday, aged 89.  The Boss was knighted by the Queen in 2004 and last year became the UKs first motor trader BILLIONAIRE.  His success story is pretty inspiring.  If you are Scottish you probably know who I mean, outside of Scotland you can find out who I work for with a quick Google search of the above information but it’s really not important to the story, I’m just rambling.

So, I was sitting at my desk on Monday morning when we (the office girls) received an email from our Office Manager informing us The Boss had sadly passed earlier that morning.  He was a grand old age, we hadn’t seen him for a few years and we were aware his health was deteriorating but it was still a bit of a shock to read.  No-one was sure what to say, if we should be upset, do we just continue on with whatever task we had been interrupted from.  Instead there was a bit of an awkward silence….

My phone rang.

Me: Good Morning, Angela speaking! …I start thinking about a funny incident of a time our late ‘boss’ paid us a visit…

Caller:  Hi Angela, blah blah blah….MARATHON ….blah, blah…VIDEO…blah blah… FILM YOU…blah..  see you on Thursday!

Me: …still thinking about funny story, almost laughing about it… Ok, thanks Bye!

I hadn’t actually been listening to a word the caller (no idea who he was) was saying but vaguely had picked up something about making a video and coming to film me about running?!?! What?! Which made no sense as I was at work?! I really should pay attention*

Turns out, [undisclosed company that I work for, that’s not MI5] has partnered with Great Run Company, who organise running events including the Stirling Scottish Marathon.  Awesome! The caller was from a film company who have been hired to make a video about the partnership between the companies (I think).  Awesome! …except I just stupidly agreed to be in it because I was too busy thinking about a funny story involving my dead boss, bless him!

Now, I am not the type of person you want in front of a video camera, I’m not what they call a natural.  I mean sure I have had more than a few You’ve Been Framed moments, worthy of the £250 prize money but in general I’m more of a ‘face for radio’ type of girl unfortunately I don’t have the voice for radio.  I’m really shy and quite nervous in most situations, including BEING FILMED.  When I feel uncomfortable I fidget, I stammer,  I say remarkably, stupid things when I’m put on the spot and I have this really annoying thing where I get fits of the giggles when I’m feeling particularly uncomfortable, I also smile over enthusiasticly.  So naturally, I spent Monday till Thursday freaking out about it!

On Thursday morning, I contemplated pulling a sickie,  then remembered I’m not brave enough to even do that.  I arrived at work ready for filming looking real fly with a double dose of what looked like pink eye because I’d fallen asleep with my contact lenses in, which I never do and my voice was hoarse from spending the night before screaming Bruno Mars songs at the top of my lungs**

The ‘film crew’ and an assistant from our Head Office arrived and introduced themselves then gave me a quick explanation of what was going to happen..

We’ll ask you a couple of questions a few times, you don’t have to prepare anything, just be yourself, natural, honest answers thats all we need, it’ll take about 5-10 minutes.  We will go set up equipment and give you a shout when we are ready for you.

I got a call from the receptionist about 20 minutes later.  ‘I’ve to tell you they are ready for filming! I hope you’ve got your lipstick on, you should see the set up!’

Now I’m proper freaking!

… palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy ..thankfully none of my mothers spaghetti vomit on my sweater…. ohhh I must add Lose Yourself to my marathon playlist..

I won’t lie, the set was intimidating.  It was in the middle of the showroom, lighting systems, microphones, cables everywhere, my collegues who were asking if we were filming for a new Hobbit movie…really funny guys.. and of course there was the camera and cameraman.

Stuart instructed me where to stand and checked the lighting was ok, then adjusted the camera and mic height because I’m a midget (rolls eyes) and we were off…  Stuart, the interviewer threw some questions my way, for example;

Why am I running the Marathon, what charity and why? What motivates me when I’m running? How have I found training? Any tech gadgets or apps I use? Favourite part of my kit? Pre/post run treats? How do I wind down after long runs and my advice for other runners thinking about signing up for a race?

You know, all the stuff runners LOVE to talk about, unless they are me and have a camera, 3 strangers, work colleagues and customers all staring at me!

I had to think of answers on the spot, not a strong point of mine.  We had to repeat some of the questions several times due to background noise and my wobbling.  I was standing which meant my nervous rock back and forth came into play.  I’m sure my voice was jittery (and hoarse) but I don’t think I stuttered much, if at all. We ran through the questions again, I’m not sure if I even gave the same answers. Ha! Finally  we were done, in no time…but felt like a lifetime.

Obviously once the nerves wore off and I was back in the comfort of my office I thought of much better answers.  Thinking about it, I’m 99.9% sure a bit of my hair was sticking up the whole time and knowing me there is every chance I had some of my breakfast stuck in my teeth too.

I don’t know what this video is being used for, I didn’t even ask.  I now fear the day that my colleagues get to watch my jittering mess explain how much I love peanut butter bagels.  Fingers crossed the footage of me doesn’t EVER see the light of day!!

*I do usually pay attention and actually listen at work.  It was a one off.. or twice…ok it happens often.

**I was at a Bruno Mars gig not just screaming songs into my hairbrush in my bedroom. 

How do you cope with nerves?

Have you ever been in a situation like this?

Thanks For reading ☺️

Have a great day ❤ Happy Easter Weekend if you celebrate it.

I’m working today, Good Friday… no-one becomes a billionaire by giving their minions a day off I guess…sigh!

Angela xo


RUNNING out of time! Sunday Run Down #10 & #11

After week 9 of training and the 17 miles of hills that almost killed me left me with IT band pain at my knee, I decided NO running was the best option, so I rested ALL WEEK with the exception of 45 minutes boxing on Tuesday, then decided I’d go for the 18 miles long run on the Saturday with the run group. What? Why? Why would I think that’s a good idea?

Long story short :  I lasted only 4 miles before I gave in and walked back.  I wasn’t in a lot of pain just a dull ache, but I was really slow and two of the girls in the group kept waiting for me.  My retirement from the run was 50% because I felt bad that they kept having to wait for me and 50% because I was scared to push it with the knee.  I was gutted,  but the walk back after 4 short miles was quite painful, excruciating going downhill, so I’m sure if I’d kept going it would have been detrimental to my training.  I think I cried on that walk back!!!  I was SO proud when the group posted a photo on Facebook on completion of the 18 miler but I was devastated that I wasn’t in the photo.

The rest of my day involved ice, stretching and foam rolling.  UGH!

I could not face another week of rest and now have total paranoia about my glutes being inactive… When I had my sports massage, Caroline said my glute wasn’t firing when it should be.  I also read online that weak glutes can cause IT band issues…  I sit all day at work and have been working late a lot of nights recently, I know my flat butt is an issue.  FYI – Desk jobs kill you slowly.


My knee felt ok, uncomfortable on stairs but apart from that it was fine.  I headed to the gym with my sister and I decided to work mostly on my butt and a little upper body.  My knee felt great doing all the exercises, I was tempted to jump on the treadmill but I thought I better not push my luck.


I went to Fee’s bootcamp class with my work/gym buddy – she’s been slacking without me.  It was tough.  I have lost so much strength in my arms and core, my legs feel a lot stronger but everywhere else I felt weaker and I was still conscious of my dead butt and forcing deeper squats but I really enjoyed a tough workout, I’ve been missing them and my knee was great.


I was worried my knee would hurt after Tuesdays bootcamp but it was fine, even on stairs!  My butt hurt though, I guess that means it was actually firing!!  I went back to Fee’s bootcamp.  We did squats, skipping, box jumps, lunges, all sorts of leg work, my knee was great then I tried to do sprints, literally about 40m and I didn’t actually sprint it was more a jog…. Hello knee pain.  This is so frustrating!


My car broke so I had to walk to work from Kevin’s workshop, which is not even half a mile, my knee hurt the whole way. Argh! I’m not sure if the sprints in class aggravated it or if it was just the walking but I felt an ache all day!!  Also I sat all day at work then 2.5 hours at the hairdresser so my ass is dead again!  I don’t know whether to do bootcamp, rest or try a short run tomorrow and I don’t know whether to attempt the long run (12/13 miles) on Saturday again.  I don’t want to fall behind on my training with so little time left but I don’t want to completely screw it up either?! Maybe I should just take ibuprofen and push through it (I haven’t taken any because I wanted to see how it really felt!) Arrrgh I don’t know?!!!!


The knee was not as sore as Thursday just a dull ache (letting me know it was still there!!)w orse going downstairs.  I did Yoga with Adrienne at home then went back and forward in my head on whether to join the group on Saturday for 13 miles! Am I being crazy? No running all week again and expecting to do a long run?!? Finally I decided I could start off with them and see how it goes and turn back again if need be.

I was in bed watching The Accountant (if you haven’t seen it check it out!) when one of the girls from the group posted in the running group Facebook page, saying she and 2 of the other girls were doing a 13 miler without the group in the morning, slower and flatter due to injury/niggles… sounded perfect to me so I replied saying I’d join them.


I met with the girls at 9am.  We stood and had a chat whilst doing some warm up stretches, they all seemed to agree that the group had become too fast and Mandy who leads our group was concentrating more on the fast runners, who we think should be running with the faster group…our group is supposed to be for beginners!  Anyway without rambling too much the run was AMAZING, relaxed pace, no worries about time, no faster runners running away ahead, we ran together, chatting and the sun was shining! I felt a dull ache from about 4-5 miles but at 6.5 we stopped for to admire some new lambs (and take a photo) before heading back.  I felt a sharp pain a few times on the return run, mostly when stopping to cross roads, the ache got more intense towards the end of the run but we just slowed down the pace and it was all good.  13 miles DONE!

Can anyone give me tips on how to not look so much like a 12 year old boy when I’m running.. I’d be forever grateful!

I was SO happy to complete it and being such an enjoyable run it was such a confidence boost for me!  My knee hurt a little after but not like it had the last two weeks and by evening it was almost pain free (downstairs still hurt).


Rest. My knee feels the best it has in weeks today, still niggles going downstairs.  The IT band issue is still there but feels SO much better!! I am looking forward to this week training again 🙂  Week 12 should include my second sports massage and hopefully, fingers crossed, please, please, please… my first 20 miler!!!!!!


Total Miles week 10 : 4

Total miles week 11 : 13

Total hours spend crying that I can’t run: LOTS!



Thanks for reading☺️

Have a great day❤

Angela xo



humour · Lifestyle · Travel

Past Adventures • Tomb Raider


After I posted my NYC past adventure I planned on sharing more of my travel mishaps and social calamities – unfortunately they are a regular occurrence in my life – but being the awful blogger that I am, I forgot.  I was however reminded of this particular incident when Quinn posted about her trip to Cairo (Quinn, I just realised my trip to Cairo was probably just a couple of weeks before yours)


Kevin had booked for us to go on holiday with his friends and their little boy.  10 days All Inclusive in Sharm-el-Sheikh, Egypt.  Now, I’m going to sound like the most ungrateful girlfriend in the world but…  I know it’s great if you have kids or if you are the type of person who basically just wants sunshine (I’m from Scotland I get that!) but an all inclusive resort is really not my thing.  Sharing a pool with the same people you shared the flight with, Good Morning nods to the guy from seat 28E and battling it out for a sun lounger with the kid that took a flaky in the airport does not give you feel for a place, you don’t learn about the culture or history and most importantly you do not help the country’s economy.[RANT OVER].   Egypt, as you probably know, has incredible history and home to the most famous and extraordinary landmarks known to man.  There was no way I was lying on sun lounger, expanding my waist for the whole 10 days when I was so close to the last remaining wonder of the ancient world.

Firstly, lets talk about the transfer from the airport.  17 people from our flight were going to our hotel, we were picked up in a 12 seater minibus.  As usual, Shorty here drew the short straw and had to sit on Kevin’s knee (ok, maybe Kevin drew the short straw) in the front next to the driver, my face practically pressed against windscreen.  The driver was actually really lovely and talked about everything we were passing but OMG I felt like I was in a Mario Kart.  We dashed in and out of lanes in rush hour traffic, I never heard so many car horns blasting.  Kevin questioned why some of the lamp posts were lying at the side of the road.  The driver replied ‘look ahead the road is not finished’, he wasn’t kidding, we drove over sand for about half a mile before joining back onto tarmac.  I was more than grateful when we finally arrived at our hotel in one piece.

After a couple of days of chilling out, which I must admit was actually amazing.  Kevin and I headed off to explore Cairo and ancient Egypt for a few of days.  Our friends stayed at the resort.  They didn’t have visas to leave Sharm and although this was before the political unrest that it is now, Egypt was still very high risk for terrorist attacks.  I couldn’t blame them for wanting to keep their little boy somewhat oblivious in this sanctuary of water slides and free ice cream.


I’m not a great flyer but this was honestly the worst plane I have ever been on in my life, the only way I can explain it was an old military cargo type plane with actual bus seats stuck in, we even had to climb up the hatch/ rear door. NO JOKE

Thankfully we made it to Cairo without the back door opening, sprinkling us all across the Sahara.. that’s what I kept imagining the whole way…  I might have a slightly overactive imagination.


After an altercation with airport security and losing some clothes off our backs to beggars our first stop in Cairo was the Egyptian Museum.

Now is probably a good time to share that I get really freaked out by dead bodies, graves, ancient remains, supernatural, the dark.. in fact I’m scared of flipping everything…  a museum full of mummies was right up my street. NOT!  Alas, we were here for a history lesson so I sucked it up.  The Museum was actually phenomenal, even if I did walk around cowering behind Kevin holding onto his arm in fear that one of the mummified bodies would jump out of its glass case and kill me.  Thankfully they didn’t.

Most spectacular was the Tutankhanum exhibition.  Every item an absolute work of art. The craftsmanship and the extravagance of the riches found in his tomb were unbelievable for the time period which makes it even more heartbreaking to see the poverty and war across Egypt today.

With our minds blown we enjoyed lunch in a restaurant that sat on the Nile before being picked up for the next and most exciting part of our adventure… and the actual point of this post.  I need to work on my rambling.

On the coach to the pyramids our guide warned us about camel touts, people offering to take photos to extort money etc.  he also said the police that guarded the area were just as bad.  Everyone, except me, was excited that one of the Great Pyramids was open if we wanted to go inside.  HELL-TO-THE-NO!  I said to Kevin he could if he wanted but there was no way I was going into a tomb, the mummies in glass cases just scared the bejesus out of me… have you even seen the movie The Mummy!!! I was happy to marvel at them from the outside and get one of those obligatory tourist photos where you look like you are touching the top.

As we got nearer we could see the pyramids above the buildings.  Quite surreal how close the city is to them.   We were informed no photography was allowed inside the pyramid, it wasn’t allowed inside the museum either.  The guide also explained that the pyramids would soon be closed to the public as they are becoming badly damaged and so, Kevin convinced me to man up and go inside.  Holy sheeeeeeet.


Standing at the base of the pyramids was one of those moments where you can’t find words, you just stand in silence staring.  I still cant comprehend how they were built and how are they still standing all these years later.

I was so scared walking in, the passage was really narrow and small, Kevin had to crouch, I can’t remember if I did, probably not.  We descended for a bit and then changed to a climb before we reached the chamber.  It was much smaller than I imagined and hotter than hell.. imagine being inside a huge stone oven.  As I made my way to the middle of the chamber a ‘pyramid guardian’ tapped me on the shoulder from behind, I jumped out of my skin ‘Seriously dude I’m already having actual palpitations here!’  He said something like “10 dollars for photo” and made a hand signal that looked like clicking a camera in front of his face.  I must have just stared with a confused look, like erm, cameras are not allowed?!?  He grabbed my arm pulling me over to the other side of him saying ‘photo, photo, cheese’.  The next thing I knew I was lying inside the coffin on the floor of the chamber.  Petrified that he was about to close a lid over, I jumped out and grabbed onto Kevin.

There were a couple of other people from our coach there who had sneaked cameras in (we’re so nieve) so they stayed to pose in the coffin and take photos whilst I made a sharp exit running back through the passage way like Lara Croft, but not really like Lara Croft, she was badass I am not!  Kevin thought it was hilarious but I wasn’t ready to laugh, I was bloody traumatised and convinced I’d just been cursed by Pharoah Khafre for jumping into his bed.

I calmed down and eventually started to see the funny side as we wandered around outside the pyramids still not believing that we were here.  A camel tout asked if Kevin wanted a camel ride?  He declined the offer and was then asked …’What about your daughter?’  I burst out laughing as Kevin hastily, explained that I was in fact NOT  his daughter!! Haha

Thankfully the rest of the trip was less dramatic.  Well, there was one more.. I was tapped on the shoulder whilst sunbathing back at the resort.  I opened my eyes to a huge picture of a shark, and jumped 10ft in the air..I have a phobia.. ‘shark fishing ma’am?’ Snorkelling?  You want to try?’  Arrrrrgh!!

This is why I don’t do trip reviews, my mishaps make it hard to sell a place but I can honestly say that Egypt was and still is one of my favourite trips of all time.


Feel free to share your travel mishaps with me? Go on, make me feel kinda normal.

Have you seen the pyramids? How do you think were the made? Aliens, Magic?

Thanks for reading😊

Have a great day ❤

Angela xo

Fitness · Happiness · Lifestyle · Running

Sunday Run Down #9 Running, Sunshine, Drake..a week that came up Trump

Remember I said I need to be strict with my marathon training, well this week wasn’t that week….

MONDAY  – should have done cross training 

Rest.  After running Alloa Half Marathon on Sunday, although my legs felt great I decided to have a rest day.  I had to work late as I had a cheeky little day off on Tuesday…

TUESDAY should have run 4 miles

Spa Day.  Extreme rest day.  Kim, Danielle and I have had this booked since the start of February.  We got an offer on itison for Trump Turnberry.  Mixed feelings as we’re not Donald Trump supporters, a lot of Scottish people really dislike him so we were a little weary about posting where we were on social media.  (We ended up sharing because the view was pretty epic, even although the photos didn’t do it justice!).  DT may not be world leader material but the guy sure knows how to make nice hotels.  Our package was a treatment, full spa access and afternoon tea with prosecco.

Being off alcohol, I decided to drive. FAIL. It was SNOWING on Tuesday Morning.  It’s also a 2hr drive (Liz I drove there and back, that’s the most I’ve driven in a day.  Ever! Haha) my car is old, I spend 14 minutes in my car a day, I don’t look after her, at all. I  didn’t even realise the CD was stuck in the CD player (George Ezra has been in there for 14 months) Danielle brought a CD to play for our road trip we eventually removed George Ezra the last 30 mins of the home trip, haha! Now her cheesy pop songs CD is stuck.

Wednesday Morning banter
We arrived at Turnberry Spa at 11.30am and were shown around before heading to get changed for our treatments.  I opted for a back, neck and shoulder massage which was bliss, I wish it had lasted longer and I might have dozed off for a minute.  Post treatments we sat in the relaxation room where we chatted and drunk grapefruit infused water before heading to the pool, we spend the rest of the day in and out of the pool/jacuzzi and lying on loungers, feeling like we were somewhere exotic, looking at the view blessed with sunshine and no snow. There was a blizzard at home!!

At 3pm we headed to the main hotel for afternoon tea which was gorgeous.  We had such a lovely day and just laughed so much.

AWKWARD photography BUT that VIEW THOUGH!!!!

Sure you can have my prosecco… I’ll have ALL the cakes

WEDNESDAYshould have run 8 miles 

I planned to get up early and hit the gym before work for some treadmill miles but I ended up staying with my sister the night before to help with the twins, after work I went to a Drake gig… I’m pretty sure had 20 years on most of the people there and I really could have been doing with some wine but I still had the best night with my sister we even managed to get ourselves into a VIP lounge.  Donna thinks it was because we looked really old and like we needed a seat, she’s probably right, ha!! She was delighted it had one of these..

should have run 5 miles

8 miles.  It was good run.  I ran with Mairi, i was more tired at the start than the end of the run, we made a pit stop half way so Mairi could use the toilet in Waitrose but my legs must have needed the rest because they felt much better when when we got going again!! It’s so light at night now which makes me soooo happy.  I might start running home from work now.

FRIDAYshould have run 8 miles

Rest.  The programme scheduled an 8 mile run but I knew we were planning 17 on Saturday morning with the run group and I wanted fresh legs so I gave myself another rest day…  treat yo self!


17 MILES 16.43 MILES.  Tom who was leading the group had run 29 miles on Friday (ultra marathon prep). So he advised this run would be slower than normal (Halle-freakin-luyah!!!) what he failed to tell us was that it would be hilly, really, really bloody hilly.  As usual the first 3 miles were a mental struggle for me, one of the girls turned back at 2.5 miles and for a split second, I genuinely thought about leaving with her.  I didn’t.  I trundled on with the group who were going at a much slower than normal pace but only because it was a pretty steep climb. At around 5 miles we all felt like we’d ran 10 and I honestly was getting so frustrated with the climbing.  Every turn I was expecting a decline but no…more hills!! I started to notice a slight discomfort on the outside of my left knee and although there weren’t many it felt worse on decline.  At mile 8, We were heading off road and Amanda who was also feeling pain in her knee decided she would head back to the shop again I thought about going but my knee wasn’t painful as such and other than that I felt great, the sun was shining and the views were amazing!!! 10.5 miles we stopped for a group photo then finally we were heading downhill.. rapidly, it was so steep I was actually scared I was going to fall and a few times I felt shooting pains down the side of my left knee.  Mile 12 was back on the flat, my knee felt fine again and I felt great, the pace was slower than normal which was good, I felt like I could have run forever.  It’s amazing what a little sunshine can do!  At mile 14 we realised we were going to be a mile short for the 17 so we headed off the main road for a run around the loch at the University except when I headed up the hill to the university I felt a pain again in my knee, I slowed to a walk which made it worse, I walked, jogged and stopped to stretch my leg all the way around the loch (1mile) then I decided to leave the university grounds and head back to the shop really annoyed as I knew I’d be 0.5 to a mile short.  I practically walked the mile back to the shop as the pain just got worse, I limped, I walked, I stopped and limped, then walked until I realised that once the initial 30 seconds of severe pain was over running was actually much less painful than walking.  Having had IT band issues when I was training for Edinburgh Half Marathon I knew exactly what it was.

I iced my knee when I got home and rested for a few hours before heading out to enjoy the sunshine with a trip to Balloch, Loch lomond Kevin.., we’ve got to make the most of it, while it lasts.

Knee feels a bit better but still painful going downstairs and the first few steps when walking.

Found a cute place for lunch..

He didn’t want to be in the picture

Then took a slow (dodgy knee) walk by the Loch side..


FYI -Swans are evil

should be REST DAY

Rest.  It’s Mothers Day today so I’ve had a day with all the family.


I’m going to rest tomorrow too and see how my knee is before running on Tuesday.  Fingers crossed!!!!

Weekly miles: 24.43

Total rest days: 5😳

Weeks until marathon: 8😱

Thanks for reading😊

Have a great day ❤

Angela xo

Fitness · Lifestyle · Running

Run Down #8  Alloa Half Marathon 

My training programme was supposed to be… Cross train Monday, 5 miles on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, rest Friday, Saturday and RACE Sunday.

My week went like this…. Sports massage on Monday, thought my legs were broken on Tuesday, ran 5 miles in agony on Wednesday, Rest day, rest day, meet run group….for brunch and RACE Sunday.

I was really nervous for this race.  I kept trying to tell myself it was just part of the training programme, but that god awful 15miler the Saturday before really got to me. The weather forecast was high winds and heavy rain, this run is hilly, has a 5 mile straight and killer hill at 10 miles, it doesn’t need bad weather too!!!  I also felt a tremendous amount of pressure to get a sub 2hr or even a 2hr finish. I’m one of the slowest in the running group but that’s what everyone else was expecting to do.  I ran Alloa 2 years ago (my first ever race) taking 2hr15 so a sub 2hr was a big ask and judging by my last two long runs 13miles was taking me around 2hr10.  I knew there was no way I could make up 10 minutes or knock a minute of my my mile time but still I felt like I had to.

I hadn’t trained well this week, Mother Nature delivered her monthly gift the night before (sorry guys) so I felt crap and I hadn’t slept well because I locked myself out the house(don’t ask!) and to start the race they played Westlife -Raise Me Up ..what the actual…? That song is sad, that song was played at a friend of mines funeral, that song does not get runners pumped for a race.  I started crying. Haha I wasn’t even over the start line and I was crying.  On the plus side I’d ate well and there was NO rain or wind, it was cold but there was actual sunshine.

•This may be a bit all over the place, I meant to write this on Sunday when it was fresh in my head


Kevin was gone in a Flash at the start line and I struggled to get through the pack trying to stay with Emma and Amanda. Mile 1 was dodging and chatting and it felt good also I didn’t fall. Whoop. I fell at mile 1 last time! My Garmin buzzed at mile 1 …8.02, I thought it must be wrong all I’ve been doing is fighting the crowd. Mile 2 …8.09, I thought ‘Sh*t, I’ve set off too fast, I can’t keep this up!’ Mile 3…8.25 I knew I’d start to slow.

Mile 4  I couldn’t see any of my run buddies, I was on my own. I decided to stop looking at my watch because I find clock watching off putting. Oh did I mention earphones were banned, because they only close half of the road, earphones were banned for runner safety.  No run buddies and no tunes.

Thankfully the crowds were out, it was cold as well but there were so many spectators braving the chill, cheering on friends and family.

There was no water left at the first water station, I didn’t even realise there was a water station until I seen all the bottles lying on the ground, I heard a few people complaining but I was fine I didn’t need water at that point, but that is pretty bad I mean I was still on schedule for a 2hr finish so I was probably middle of the pack and already no water left?!!

I took a gel, I had two in my butt pocket on my tights… it was hot, eugh.  NOTE TO SELF: Do not keep gels in butt pocket.

I felt like the next few miles flew by there’s a 5 mile straight right along the hillfoots that kinda messes with the head, it also brought quite a strong head wind, the sun was pretty bright and felt like it was burning the side of my face. Wind burn on the front and sunburn on the side…I’m going to look fab at the end of this!!

I got water at mile 6, and decided to hold onto it incase there wasn’t any at the next one but after about half a mile it was annoying me so I binned it.

I actually don’t remember much but I had a few flaky moments where I wanted to walk but tried to just slowed the pace right down.  I passed a little boy in a wheelchair holding his hand out for high fives, I gave him a high five then I started crying. Again! Wtf is wrong with me?!

I got speaking to a girl when she asked me if we were close to 8 miles.  I looked at my watch, damn you woman I didn’t want to look at my watch. I saw the distance and time in that glance and being a mathematical genius** I realised I’d have to ram up the pace drastically to hit a 2hr finish – i knew that wasn’t going to happen. She asked me another 4 times what time we were at and what distance. Annoying m, but it was nice to have someone to talk to.

On the mile 10 -hill of doom, I looked at my watch 1hr 45….ugh, I bet Kevin would be finishing soon if not already.  I spotted Amanda walking, I slowed down when I got to her to make sure she was OK, she said she was fine just had started off too fast and was feeling it now!  She ran with me for about a mile then she walked some more and told me just to go.

At 11.5 miles I slowed to a walk too, I’d said I’d up the pace for the last 3 and here I was toddling along.  I got going again and before I knew it the 400m board was in front of me Halle-freakin-lujah!!! I decided to sprint finish because I forgot I was in public (sprint like Phoebe Buffet), then I realised the finish was further than I thought, haha, I can’t stop now I’d committed and people were cheering me on, my friends, my Mum, Dad, my sister, Kevin.  I saw a guy I went to school with just a few feet in front of me I put a target on his back, passed him and



I was (and still am) a little gutted, I should have done better but still a PB that’s 6minutes off my last time at Alloa.  I still felt that runners high but I also got the fear, I cannot imagine turning around running that distance again.  I’m officially freaking out about this marathon, I really need to be strict with training now.  ITS 8 WEEKS ON SUNDAY!!!

Shout out to Kevin who did an awesome 1.47.29 a new PB for him too and my girl Emma who smashed it 1.55.16 beating her last time by 25 minutes!!!!!

The organisers have taken a lot of slack over the water shortage (there was none left when I finished either) and I realise this is a serious situation with regards to runners health but they do such a good job organising and this has never happened before so I can’t help but feel bad for them. They posted an apology on Facebook!
Thanks for reading😊

Have a great day ❤

Angela xo

**I’m definitely not a mathematical genius, I took a shortcut on a run once that had me run an extra half mile and a few weeks ago on our long run I started sprinting and said to Amanda ‘OMG I just checked my watch I’m only 0.2 of a mile away from a 2hr half marathon’ she said ‘Angela were just coming up to 12 miles not 13’ -doh