31st December 2015 I made a New Year resolution to myself.
Usually I don’t bother. I don’t get on with them. I usually make resolutions that just set me up to fail or ones I don’t stand a hope in hell in keeping. But that’s me. I’m always doing it. I aim high in the hope I fall halfway down, which usually means I’ve managed to achieve something.
Over the last few years I’ve stopped. I just want to get on and just do the best with the year that I can.
But this New Year I decided to make one – to get this blog well and truly up and running. And to update it as much as possible.
Continue reading “The Brighton Marathon 2016 – The Journey Begins”
Like all Fibro sufferers I wake in pain.
I spend all day trying to fight the continued pain just to get comfy, just to live my every day life.
I try to put a smile on, I try to hide the limping, I try not to make a noise every time I move that shows I am suffering. I don’t want to be seen as a sufferer. I want people to see me as Andy. The only problem is Fibro has taken Andy. No matter how much I try and fight I spend most of my time wishing I was still him, constantly hunting for him and wishing I could just spend 1 day with him again.
But there is one thing I do that is him. I may not have the same look on my face when I am doing it as I used to but it’s my “normal”.
Continue reading “5 Reasons I Run With Fibromyalgia”
So far in 2015 I have struggled hugely with getting out the door running.
Fibro has been the main cause, a change in job has also played it’s part in taking up my time but in truth any excuse has easily held me back and put me on the sofa instead of out in the street running.
It’s something that isn’t like me. Since being diagnosed I have been able to at the very least have the frame of mind to be able to try and take this thing head on. But recently I have failed and that has got me down.
None of this is any help when you have set up your first UltraMarathon in September.
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It seemed like a good idea, it really did.
I’ve a very stubborn mind, even with Fibromyalgia. It doesn’t matter how ill I get, I can’t turn off this competitive mind of mine. The fact that the Fibro attacks me doesn’t help. The harder it hits me the more determined I become to run harder to show it I can’t be beaten.
The reality is, I can and sometimes Fibro wins. It stops me putting on my trainers, let alone trying to run.
Continue reading “The Thames Path 100k – What Have I Done”