The Recovering Diet Addict

This morning I woke up, scraped my hair into a ponytail and wiped the remains of last night's mascara from under my eyes. I threw on my running gear and decided to head out with Bear for a morning run along the river before it got too busy and there was a possibility that I would run into someone. Clearly I was a little optimistic as it was the busiest that I have ever seen the area on such a cold day. One thing I love about having dog is the amount of people that you meet on a walk; people are so friendly and you never know who you are going to get chatting to. Today I met a woman called Suzie*. As I was running (jogging...slowly), Bear leapt on her dog and they began to have an incredibly energetic game of chase. So, I took a welcome break for a chat; little did I know that this woman would completely change my day. Suzie* was fascinating. We talked for ages and for some reason the conversation moved on to body image. She told me a story about her two...

Hurrah! The sun has arrived! This means only one thing: time to dust of my running shoes and head outdoors. This time last year I was a keen runner (not that you would know it to look at me now); I even took part in half marathons and crazy running challenges for charity.  Me running 100km in 10 days (2013) for Cancer Research UK. To say that I am out of shape at the moment....well....it would be a little bit of an understatement. I have been caught in that awful trap of not heading out because I know how hard it would be, then getting worse because I'm not running.  Today was the day to stop feeling sorry for myself and crack out the iPod. "But can't it wait until next week? It is always better to start something new on a Monday!" I heard myself thinking. I needed motivation. Today it came in the shape of a small bundle of fluff: Bear - my 6 month old Collie X Kelpie. With these little eyes staring up at me, desperate to get outside and explore, who w...