stress on the brain

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Frazzled and ugly,

Singed at the edges

With the unbearable heat

Of a stressful event.

I am the worst at dealing with stress. It was probably the main reason why I ended up drinking so much; anything to get rid of that feeling of having my brain on fire.

I am coming to the end of half term so I’m getting that scratchy feeling in my brain as I prepare to go back to school.

And the thing that I notice the most when I am stressed is that I have an awful memory – like, really awful.

This weekend I was supposed to be running a marathon and I had it in my head that I was supposed to be running on Sunday. This afternoon, I realised that it was supposed to be today. I have officially missed the race that was supposed to make me feel better for missing the race I couldn’t go to because I had COVID.

So that makes me very pissed off.

However, I am determined to not dwell on misfortune and I will run a marathon around the trails near my house. I can even fashion a little medal out of tinfoil to put around my neck once I’m finished.

Much Love

And here’s to a better memory,

Rachel xx

starting to show some promise…

I ran a marathon today, and I signed up for it because I know I’m too lazy to do that kind of distance on my own. So I only paid up last week, and I chose this particular one because of that exceptionally cool medal in the picture.

It was run at Denbies Vineyard again, a really beautiful place to run laps. On a lovely day like today you could be fooled into thinking that you are running in Italy or the South of France. And now that we are at the end of August, the grapes are getting to the point where they are ready to be harvested.

The event I did was a 7 hour timed event so people could do as little or as much as they wanted in that time. I knew from the start that I was going to do the marathon distance so I had the eight laps to aim for and it meant that I could do the maths and pace the race nicely.

Now, I am normally a runner that crosses the line towards the back of the pack so I was really surprised by my result today. Out of fifteen women that completed the marathon, I went and came fourth, so I’m feeling like I’m a proper runner as I sit here writing this.

But, oh, those hills! It was a bloody tough course and it was therefore a really slow time. And it was pretty warm too, so conditions out there were pretty difficult. I needed a good quarter of an hour to sit down and collect myself at the the end of the run.

I hope you guys have all had a fabulous Sunday and that you have achieved something you’re proud of (even if it’s just managing to do the dishes – housework is hard).

Much Love

Rachel xx

the london marathon

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Thousands on the line with different reasons

To be there, for charity or just for kicks,

Some are virgins to this kind of thing

While others have a hundred to their name.

And still they line up all as one,

Expensive shoes and plimsolls worn the once,

Nike shirts and people dressed as vegetables,

A horse straight from the pantomime

Beside Olympians vying for a world best time.

And that’s the magic of the London race,

That brings them all together with

A crowd that cheers for first and last.

It’s the London Marathon this weekend and I’m so jealous of all the lucky people who are in and running. It’s normally such a special race, but this year it’s even more special – given that we haven’t seen this race being run for two years.

There is just something so magical about seeing all of those people pouring over the start line to complete something pretty incredible. The fact that you can have an Olympic gold medalist running, and then also someone dressed as a carrot in the same race, is what sport is all about.

I have entered the ballot to get in a couple of times and not got in. One day I will be on that start line!

Much Love

Rachel xx