Therapeutic running

The Little Stay At Home Mom sat on a wall,
due to Summer Vacation she had a great fall.

Life as she knew it, fell to smithereens,
as the kids played havoc and games.

And all the king's horses and all the king's men, couldn't put The Little Stay At Home Mom together again.

So she said to herself: 'I'll go out for a run!'
I'll find my missing pieces, and it will be fun.

Running made the Little Stay At Home Mom whole again,
and when the kids shouted and whined at her she said: 'Yes I can!'

Therapeutic running

Crosstraining...

... as a runner,

and crosstraining as a mom.

Wordless Wednesday

Crosstraining...

I wanna run over the hill and far away...

Yep, it's Summer vacation alright. Why can't my children be like the Teletubbies? Always getting along and hugging each other, instead of bashing each other's head in because: 'She looked at me funny mommy!'

Wordless Wednesday

I wanna run over the hill and far away...

The Running Skirt Effect

'A truck driver honked at me today, when I was out running,' I told my kids during breakfast.
'Why did he do that mommy?' they asked.
Amazed that I should have to explain something so blatantly obvious I answered: 'Why, because mommy looks great, when she's out there running in her running skirt of course!'


It's the Running Skirt Effect: it gives you confidence!

The Running Skirt Effect

I've run off!

I've run off to go and find myself.
Should you run into me before I do, make sure I don't get away!

Wordless Wednesday

I've run off!

Don't pass me by...

I don't like it when people pass me by. I don't like it as a runner, and I don't like it in general. When I'm out there, running my heart out, and some runner effortlessly passes me by, I grit my teeth.

Not until he or she has disappeared on the horizon, can I start to relax again.

Runners who run faster than me elicit all kind of feelings and thoughts. 'Am I really that slow? Why can she go so much faster! I don't get it. Shouldn't I run faster? She's obviously a much better runner than me. Why am I such a slow runner?!'

But as much as I hate it, being the 'slow one' is familiar. So when I ran past a runner myself, I felt decidedly nervous.
'Any minute now, someone will come and tap me on the shoulder, saying: Who do you think you are!' I thought uncomfortably.
But I felt even more uncomfortable when the running gentleman picked up hís speed, and we were running side by side.

Then suddenly I didn't feel uncomfortable anymore; I felt annoyed! It's not very gentlemanly to speed up when someone is passing you! It's not nice on the motorway, and it's not nice on the 'runway'

My annoyance provided me just enough speed to get past him, and while I sped past him I shouted triumphantly: 'Eat my dust!'

Well okay, I didn't.
I had enough trouble catching my breath.

Don't pass me by...

Bellydancing and running

Danny Dreyer, the author of ChiRunning has taught me that pain is an opportunity to better myself in disguise!

So when my right hip started sending frantic messages of discomfort I happily thought: 'Ah, a chance to improve my running technique!' Because like Shakira sang: 'Hips don't lie!'

So now I mix belly dancing into my runs. I do hip drops, figure eights, and stretching has never been more fun!

There I'll be, in my running skirt, doing my hip drops, and I can't help but think: running has never more fun to watch.

Bellydancing and running

Vamp up the run

When streets turned into ice rinks, when show came tumbling down, I still went out for my runs.
'Is that al you've got?!' I shouted triumphantly. 'I won't let a bit of bad weather get to me!'
But then Mother Nature turned on the heat, and my roars turned into whimpers, because the heat dóes get to me.

It makes me feel hot and irritable, and turns me into an all-you-can-eat-buffet for pesky flies and hungry insects.

So I developed a new technique: I went vampire. Now I run before the break of dawn, or after the sun has set.

But I'll be relieved when I can run like a human again.

Unless I run into Edward Cullen during my runs, of course.

Vamp up the run