Weekly roundup?

Running

Did one last pootle out with N on Wednesday or Thursday, and then called it for about 3 weeks. Made it to 491 miles so far this year, and, regardless of what happens with this round of IVF, I reckon I can get in another 9, either with angry disappointed running or with gentle pleased jogging. Naturally we are hoping for the latter. 

IVF 

Seems to make me fart lots (or maybe that was the inordinate quantity of dairy custard I had yesterday?) Every single injection looms, leaving me in a state of mild angst, wanting to get it over and done with now-now-now. And then have a celebratory chocolate. Went and read the internet to make me feel vaguely competent at all of this. Scans on Wednesday, Friday, Monday and then de-egging on Wednesday week. Am not yet so bloated that I need my larger jeans and jammie bottoms (thank you ebay). I am on early on call this week, so my super lovely colleague in Australia is taking the first hour for me so I am not condemned to get up and stab myself in the stomach well before 7am every day (for morning injections, there is a 15 minute window. For evenings, 2 hours). I am lolling at home for the duration. No travelling in to the office. And my lovely boss has given me the whole day off for scan days. 

Knitting

Nearly done on G’s socks. Would be done but for missing half a repeat on the second leg, only realising after I had finished the foot, having to rip back, managing to knit the wrong half of the repeat, ripping back again, and then getting it right. So I still have a foot to go there. 

Have managed to finish the wand for the zombie fairy. This has involved superglue and supergluing the pearl coating from one of the beads to my finger. Will I ever learn? I live in perpetual fear of supergluing my fingers either to each other or to something more inconvenient while using the stuff. It is, I fear, only a matter of time. 


It is the long beads causing all the woes. They also don’t seem to want to stay stuck together. Siiiigh

Books

Mysteries of Uldopho: about 1/4 of the way through. Emily is still wet, hardly surprising given the tendency of the period to produce the dampest heroines in history. Still have no clue who or what Uldopho is, let alone what his mysteries are.  Not entirely sure I actually care. Thoroughly enjoyed Sue Perkins’ autobiography. Working my way through the Peter Wimsey stories again, and considering the Campion stories after that. Easy reading. 

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Weekend off

Currently we are down one van, and up one N with a cut noggin and a strained shoulder. It could have been a lot worse: never want to receive a phone call satung “I’ve been in an accident and I think I’ve fractured my skull” again. He hadn’t. But it’s a tad hard to tell. This after an excellent start to the week where 2.09 found some extra places for Tokyo and offered him one, and Girlguiding offered him a cahrity place for London. 

Last weekend I went to Badminton with friends (note. Check washing facilities when hiring a Girlguiding house. The lodge was lovely but had no shower, which rather precluded Chipping Sodbury parkrun…). So. No running. No blog. Nice break and I highly recommend Westonbirt Arboretum. 

Running

Managed both parkrun and a half marathon this weekend. Sort of. Parkrun was lovely, and my fastest time since I started trying to gain weight and exercise less intensely in December. 26:47, with negative splits. Was 166th/474: there was a degree of getting past people involved. I wonder if Rushmoor would be less crowded? Would have to cycle there. 

This morning’s half was too short by a good 1/4 mile… checking the route, there was a deviation from all previous years (come to think if it, the chap I thought was nipping off for a pee was probably trying to follow the intended route, rather than the actual, marked route). This is a tad disappointing as it was my last half before round #1 of IVF. Not a stellar performance. I was anticipating more hill, and there was a wicked headwind for the first half, which was really rather tiring! Nice run and route, would run again. 

IVF

Waiting for my period. It ought to be on time as I was away for pretty much the whole fertile period. 

Books

Mysteries of Udolpho limps on. Read all of Bloom County. 

Knitting

Sock recipient identified. Gauge issues  with Autumn Rose mean I have one sleeve which is quite simply too small. A reknit has resulted in something much more pleasant and less squashed looking. 

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Just another manic Monday 

Wish it were Sunday 

That’s my runday….

Running

Putney and Fulham half marathon. Sweet little race: only 150 entrants. Nice route, but incredibly muddy by the boat houses (N grumpy that his road shoes got mucky), and this slowed us a bit: mud on tarmac is sub-optimal. Twisty, two loops, loads of dogs being walked, we went past Fulham football ground, the old Harrods furniture repository (?depository), Hammersmith Bridge and Putney Bridge. Apart from the fact that the loos in the sports centre really weren’t able to cope and blocked almost instantly, it was really well organised, pleasantly un-clubby (well, there were some super fast people, but there was also a chap wearing  a Chuckle Brothers t-shirt, and another aiming for a World Record fastest half marathon carrying a 60lb pack, which he smashed by 9.5 minutes) and I’d do it again.



 1:59:36, I’m really not at my best running (hardly surprising given how little I’ve done this year), but not too shabby. I have Marlow half next on the pre-IVF hitlist. Next weekend I’m away with friends, and the cottage we’ve rented has no beds and, more importantly, no showers. So no running. There is a limit to what I can achieve with a flannel and a jug. 

Knitting

Preemie hats packed off to send. I am hoping for cutesy-pie photos. Yeah. Forgot to take pictures before packing them up. Managed to photo 3 pairs of socks for ravelry. 

Started socks for A, but they aren’t right for her. I think they will go to live with L or G. Yarn and pattern match beautifully (Socks that Rock Firecracker, Spring Foward socks from Knitty), but the colour is wrong. I have found a better yarn for A (Miss Babs, in the Franklin colour way) And potentially a different pattern (a Socks that Rock sock club pattern by Nancy Bush, think it’s called Checkerboard). 


Oddly, this is the third pair of socks this year where I have failed to get the combination of person/pattern/yarn right first time. The only times I have got it right have been socks for N. I made socks for E, which ended up for me (the turquoise pair above): E ended up with yarn that was destined for me. I made socks for me that have ended up for other L, and went through two different patterns before I was happy. And socks for A now just not quite doing it for her. I had to get a second opinion from F. 

The sock has grown significantly today. Been in a hands-off training day at Microsoft. The ladies were super and found me a gf meal at very short notice.

Books

Nearly finished the Mary Russell novel. Got properly into ‘Mysteries of Udolpho’ rather than falling asleep over it. Started a Bloom County re-read last night because I was too tired to concentrate and too wired to sleep. I have not had a full night’s sleep since this cycle began, and I cannot help but think it is some sort of coincidence. I just feel drained. 

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Sunday’s for morris dancing 

Running

Unsurprisingly a less than stellar week, culminating in the intention to run 8 miles yesterday. Managed 2.5 before giving in. I had forgotten how exhausting it is doing both Brownies and Guides on Friday night. Even worse with a 50 mile commute home afterwards. 

IVF 

See previous post. Considering unfollowing SiL on all social media after she complained she is Not Blooming. Decided to rise above it instead. 

Hair

Doesn’t seem to be worsening. Hurrah! Still look like I’ve been through a hedge backwards a lot of the time. 

Knitting 

Finished N’s socks. Thought I’d finished mine, then discovered one was about an inch too long (how, even?). Ripped back. Reknitting toe. Also knitting preemie hats like a demon. Have made 2.5. They are adorable. As are the twins. But Soooooo Tiny!

Books

Decided I was in the mood for Poirot. Started The Mystery of The Christmas Pudding. Thoroughly enjoying myself. Mary Russell also claiming my attention. 

Other

Not sure why I am running Brownies and doing most of the admin for Friday night Guides. Had a three hour session with the girls and then another 45 minutes doing admin. Unsurprisingly was not home before 11pm. Add in inadequate food, and I’m also not surprised that Saturday’s run was a non starter. 

Spent today morris dancing to celebrate the life of Maud Karpeles, who organised the first international folk festival in 1935. Lovely historic tour route, but 7 hours of outside in London is gruelling. 

And I plan to crack out those 8 miles tomorrow? Also planning to work from home…

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