Today was a good day

Today was a good day – I hardly did any work … but I really feel like I made a difference – a very rewarding day.

Pancakes for breakfast… then… I went to work…but I hardly did any real work all day… (It’s ok though, I did good).

I’d set up a morning to take 8 X 15-16 year old kids and 2 teachers on a tour around my work. I took them into BBC Scotland and showed them Studio A, where the 15 to one set was being set up, the studio, gantry and gallery. And I got a BBC electrician to explain it all to them.

Into studio C, the Rep Scot, where a Director explained it all to them, then we went along to the Weather team and they met Judith Ralston, the weather presenter. And I talked them through the different job times we have at BBC Scotland and how they get could potentially get in to work there.

They went into the Radio Drama Studio where someone showed them around, and I got them to meet three BBC Scotland Apprentices (past and present) to show then how they could get in, and give them more examples of people who work in the same building as me. It was a good morning. :-)

Then I got my running gear on and went on a 4 mile run with my work Twinnie. Up to Kelvingrove and back. Avg HR 147, cadence 180. It all felt good and it was a nice day for it.

My third run of the week, and in feeling ok on it. I still have a bit of a cough, but I’m maybe back to 90% health. Hopefully one more week of taking really good care of myself, and I’ll be back to my ‘normal’ spritely self. ;-)

After my run at lunchtime, I went back and showered. I went back to my desk and had my lunch, ready to get on with my day.

Just after I finished my lunch I got called upon for my as yet unused first aid training I’d done in April last year. I was a little daunted, but I knew I’d be ok with it.

Someone had taken a funny turn, perhaps a fainting episode in work and the person who had been with her was looking for help.

So I helped, I was calm and controlled and helpful. And after a while, taking time to get her well, we managed to get her back on her feet and checked out / ambulance etc.

I seemed to help those who needed me anyway I think. They were all very grateful anyway. I really feel like I helped and made a difference across both ‘events’ at work today. :-)

After work I took Fit Girl to Little Italy in the West End and I had a tasty 10 inch chicken, peppers and onion pizza. (Jasper got a bit too). ;-)

Then… I went home and booked my train tickets to London for the London marathon at the end of April! Eeeeeek!

Better get some long run training in! (and if better got on with my real work on Monday!) :-)

Here’s my training plan Incase I forget!

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London Marathon training plan

Nearly a full two (very sensible) weeks off running due to a the flu or a viral infection, or whatever it was, and today was my first run since two Thursdays ago. And even then, I’d only did 37 miles in January, with just one long run (12 miles).

I haven’t actually minded taking time out now in February as I know it’s what I need.

A lot of coughs, a few days in bed (with the sweats), lack of appetite, nausea and a lot of days recovery… and I’m finally feeling about 80-90% well. It’s not been much fun. Almost back to being Super Lorn. ;-)

January had been a good month for me strength training (1-3 times a week) but even that went out the window in the last two weeks.

My weight dropped a bit too, but my body fat seemed to go up a bit. All good so that I’m carrying less weight to run with, although it’ll probably balance back out when I start training again.

I noticed a few things when I was ill – I didn’t seem to be hungry. Partly to do with not exercising (probably) and partly to do with not being well. I definitely wasn’t eating as much, and I wasn’t hungry either. It was odd, but ok.

Now, remembering I have the London Marathon at the end of April, time is ticking for me to get my training in. I usually do a 10-12 week training plan for a marathon, so if I get better now, it’ll be just in time to get a good training base and block in before the event on the 24th April.

So here’s the plan:

– Long run at the weekend, rest day Monday.
– Strength day Wednesday.
– Other Run days Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday.
– Minimum 3 runs a week.
– 1-2 rest days.

The biggest thing will be getting into a hanky of running, 3-4 times a week including twice at the weekend.

I went for a run this morning, 7am with my work twin, running along the Clyde as the sun came up. It was very pretty almost ideal (apart from a bit of ice). Good low avg HR 140, although the pace was slow (which I’m fine with!).

I felt fine in the run, nice and easy, no coughing. A bit of coughing after it, but I felt find the rest of the day. (Although some nice colleagues told me I looked ‘tired’ so that’s something to think about, as I probably was… 2 weeks off running training can do that to you when you get back into it!)

I doubled my steps goal for the first time in a while. Today was a nice wee flat route along the Clyde. Thursday / tomorrow, I’m going to head out for a run again. Maybe between an hour to and hour 15, see how I get on. Friday strength, Sunday long run (8 miles ish).

Up to the end of February, it’ll all be about me easing myself into getting back to health and fitness, before building up the miles in March and April. Fingers crossed I can get marathon ready in that time.

Last thing is that my VO2 Max is currently 49, and i’d like to see that going up as high as possible (it was 55 when I did the Belfast marathon), so that’ll be a good thing to measure and hopefully improve. :-)

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The best is yet to come

I’ll write about the NLP transformation day I went to yesterday, later, but one things it’s helped me realise is that I already practice a lot of the positive techniques and use words positively to make me feel good.

Just recently, I’ve been telling myself that things are ‘hard’, life has become a bit hard, a bit of a struggle. But it doesn’t have to be. It can be whatever I make it.

I came home to a card from Fit Girl, my own little star…

The sun is still shining, the silver lining is out there, and I will keep smiling.

… because the best is yet to come.

I’ll keep playing, smiling and thinking, and all is well.

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NLP Transformation Day 6/2/16

I’m excited to be going to this in Glasgow city centre tomorrow…

The event promises to cover:

Whether you want to be happy, positive, motivated, free, secure, up to date or even if you don’t know what you want you are just interested in this NLP thing and the power it has to change people’s lives for the positive, this is a must attend semiar for you.

As people who have attended the Personal Transformation Day in the past will know, it’s hugely rich in content and an absolutely transformational experience during which you will learn all about the hidden power of your mind and how you can unlock it to become all sorts of awesome!

Here’s what you’ll learn on the day:

  • The 3 keys to Personal Transformation
  • Create personal change in yourself and others.
  • How to manage and influence your emotions.
  • Live a life with purpose and meaning.
  • How to reduce fear, stress & manage your emotions more effectively.
  • What NLP is and how it can be applied to various applications
  • How NLP can enhance your personal & professional lives.

    Looking forward to it! :-) Maybe it’ll help me get some of my super powers back. ;-)

    I’ll let you know how I get on.

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Look what I did!

I clearly remember from when I was little, doing something on the computer that I was proud of (usually a drawing in Photoshop or something), and running through to my Dad and saying – ‘Look Dad, come and see what I did!!!)
And I’d drag him through to see my masterpiece or whatever it was.

I’d usually get praise and told it was good… and it’d make me feel good and happy. I was the youngest of five, so I guess I learned to shout loud to get heard.

(It didn’t work when I wiped arkenoid off the computer though, oops).

Or one day, so I’m told, when I was about 4 or 5, I came in and asked my Dad to help me with my bike.

He said ‘is it time we took off your stabilisers?’ 

And I looked at him strangely and said ‘No, it’s ok, I’ve already done that!’

He went out to the garage and true enough, I’d taken my own stabilisers off, all on my own. 

Ready for an adventure, but I needed his help.

I realise now that the praise I got probably helped me be the strong and confident (and happy) person I am today (along with a few other things).

Now I’m work, a lot of the time, I get people coming to me. They know I’m ‘active’ or ‘fit’ or ‘healthy’ (maybe not so much just now, cough cough). 

And they tell me what they’re up to with their health. The changes their making to become more Super!

People telling me – Look what I did! Or Look what I’m doing!

Things like:
– I’ve started eating better.
– I’m going out walking more.
– I’m not eating chocolate anymore.
– I’m doing Zumba.
– I’ve started cycling and feel great.
– I’ve joined the gym.
– I’ve started counting my steps, I did 30,000 the other day! – I’m swimming every weekday.
– I’ve started eating nuts as snacks.
– I got myself one of those water bottles and I’m drinking more water each day. – I’ve entered a 10k! (what the hell do I do!?)
– I’ve started exercising more, (now I’m injured. What do I do?)

People are telling me all these life changing things they’re doing. And I’m impressed, I truly am impressed.

Sometimes, like on the last two, I offer advice if they ask, but most of the time I’m just plain impressed and give them a pat on the back (praise) and hopefully some motivation to help them keep going with the change.

It’s what I’ve been doing since I decided I needed to change things way back in 2008 – changing things, changing habits bit by bit, to become healthier.

So anyone that comes to me and tells me what they’ve been up to, keep coming to me, because it makes me feel great hat you’re making changes to become healthier, to become a better version of you.

And if you want to change something and come up and tell me (or post it on my Facebook page, or message me or email me), do. You know I might just be very impressed. :-)

Keep shouting out – ‘Look what I did, look what I did!!! (And keep doing it). :-)

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Remembering her

You might remember back in late 2014, I got involved in my aunt’s funeral, arranging the order of service with the minister, when I realised my Mum had not been in touch with him.

Well I realised the other week, that my aunt won’t have had a headstone put in place. After all this time, it just didn’t get done. And I’m now making steps to get one arranged for her, to remember her forever.

http://lornpearsontrains.co.uk/2014/10/28/all-is-well-and-remembered-well/

(This is another personal post, so if you don’t want to read it, don’t.)

Back then in late October 2014, a storm from hell came and nearly prevented me from travelling the long journey to Lochaline near Mull to pay my last respects to my aunt, but it didn’t stop me. I managed to get there, with some help from my good friend, with 4 minutes to spare.

When I found out my aunt had passed away, I contacted the funeral director and the minister to check they had everything they needed. But it seemed my mum had not been in touch with the minister to tell the story of my aunts life. So I imagined the funeral ceremony, full of words that didn’t mean very much.

In my mums family, there was her dad and mum (my grandad I never met, and my granny who became a pivotal force in my life), my mum, my aunt and my uncle.

I knew that my mum didn’t get on with my aunt and vice versas, but I thought she’d do something to remember her. Turns out I was wrong. I was angry at the time, but looking back, I guess it doesn’t matter, at least I was there to write some words to remember her.

The day of my aunts funeral I had a rather embarrassing black eye after falling / fainting in the gym and hitting my head a few days before. A good look – not. The journey there seemed to take forever and it seemed like someone didn’t want me to get there, but I was getting there, and I got there.

We drove up past my granny’s house to see my uncle out clearing it. He didn’t go to the funeral. I accepted this at the time, and realised now it was because he had the mammoth job of clearing out the house (which took 4 months, partly to do with its size, but also because it was so far from anywhere).

When we got to the small church and went in, there were a few people from the local community, maybe 8, in the back rows of the church. Many people hadn’t been able to get there due to the weather.  Then about 3 or 4 rows from the back, I saw my mum. There was no one else there, apart from the minister and the pianist at the front (and my aunt Sheila in a coffin).  In a church with 10 small pews, my mum sat 3 or 4 rows from the back?!

I thought to myself, why isn’t she up the front? But it was 4 minutes from starting and I instead walked proudly up to the front. I heard my words read out and felt proud that I’d been able to do this for my aunt and for my Granny.

When we went out to the graveyard, about. 1-2 minute walk away, it was torrential sideways rain. My mum didn’t go to the grave, she got back in her car, which was parked as close as it could get to the church. And I didn’t see her again. I stood at the head of the coffin and lowered my aunt into the ground. 

In my head I made up all of these reasons for my mum not contacting the minister, not sitting at the front, not going to the graveside.

But looking back now, I realise she was about a year from death herself. She probably ‘couldn’t’ have got to the front of the church due to breathing difficulties. And she probably ‘couldn’t’ have made it to the graveside.

I hadn’t been in touch with her for about 10-15 years, and it just didn’t cross my mind that she was an old ill woman herself. 50-60 years of smoking took their toll.

It’s funny how you can think one thing one day, then looking back you realise you were wrong (me being angry at my mum, thinking she was being nasty) and you realise it wasn’t the way you thought it was, that maybe the other person was ill and going through lots themselves.

I didn’t really know my uncle much, we met only a handful of times, but I knew him the most out of my siblings, so I contacted him to let him know my mum had gone. He didn’t go to the funeral, but I did go and visit him and I thought on the way to Kinlochleven to see him, I wondered if my aunts headstone had been arranged.

He confirmed it hadn’t. For one reason or another (which don’t matter), it just hasn’t been done. She doesn’t have a headstone. :-( and now with my mum gone, I doubted there would be much chance it would be arranged, maybe unless I got involved.

Now (as long as my uncle is ok with it) I’m going to arrange one to remember her properly. She’s buried in the middle of no where, in the west coast of Scotland, but I know it’s important for me to sort this for her, and for my Granny.

My 4 siblings have all agreed it’s the right thing to do and are wiling to pay a share, I just need to get on and arrange it when I can (my first phone call will be to my uncle to make sure he’s ok with me sorting it and to ask if he wants to do it / help to do it).

I’d always made an effort to keep in touch with my granny and aunt who lived together. Through a tough childhood, I reached out and got input from my lovely wise granny and from my ever witty and usually caring aunt.

I remember in 2002 when my granny died and I went to help my aunt. At 22 I was the only one there from my family for a few days, until my mum and brother and uncle turned up. I remember my aunt saying to me that she thought I was her ‘Guardian Angel’. Well I guess I am, and I’m proud to be.

I also remember standing on my own on the cold crisp day after my granny’s funeral service, looking out over to Mull. And I said to my Granny I would make her proud.

 

Rainbows and elephants all the way. ;-)

I feel a strong sense of pride that I kept in touch with my Granny and my aunt during some tough times growing up.

After the last few months, I feel like my shoulders are a bit broader, that I’ve been brave, and that I can do anything I set my mind to. I’ve come up and out the other side stronger.

And I feel immensely proud that I’m able to be the catalyst to do this now for my aunt. I know they’d both be very proud of me and I’ll be pleased once it’s all in place.

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January 2016

January 2016 has been not such a great month for my training. A calf strain reduced my running to just 7 runs in the month, including 1 long run, and the distance I covered was just over 37 miles – the lowest distance I’ve probably done since I started running regularly in 2008.

It’s even lower than in May last year when we had 10 days abroad! I was keen to rest my leg and stop anything nasty happening into this year ahead of the London marathon at the end of April, and I also focussed on strength training more, which was good.

I had a long run planned this weekend, but storm Gertrude and the lurgy has ensured there’s no way I would even attempt a 2 miler, never mind 15 miles.

I was successful this month at doing regular strength training. In the pic below, green is running, red is my running plan, pink is strength training.

As you can see i went from 2-3 strength sessions at the start of the month, and one last week due to work commitments.

Steps were about 9,000 daily, well under my 15,000 average from September last year when I was training for the Loch mess marathon and 10,000 in November when I was doing less training.

9,000 steps is still ok considering, and I must have done quite a bit of walking to get that.

Now I’m laid up with some sort of bug. It doesn’t seem to be a regular runny nose cold. I’ve been feeling a bit funny in January, a sore mouth, weird dry skin under my eye.

Then on Friday I started with a sore throat / thickly cough, which has turned into a big bad cough with phlegm (sorry!) and a bit achy all over. Great fun for the last day in January.

It’s probably some sort of viral infection and I’ll survive. 

I’m sure February into March will be better for me. I’ll need to get over this, then build up my running again, including long runs.

Looks like the first week in February will be a recovery week (again!)

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