#1800 Minutes

If I've got my maths right (which trust me will always be questionable) 1800 minutes equals 30 hours. 30 hours between now and the end of May doesn't seem all that much. Until I remember that it's all about exercise. 

I was reading one of my blogs the other day which was all about this 1800 Minute challenge and before I knew where I was I'd clicked a link and signed up! I still don't know what happened there. Actually that's not entirely true, I believe I was thinking, oh this will be motivational, let's sign up. The thing is, I find it really hard to get excited about exercise. I'm sure I've blogged many times about this but I just don't get it. I have friends who love it. LOVE IT. They practically drool when it's gym time they're so excited. But me? Not so much. I've joined so many gyms in the past, paid hundreds of pounds for months on end and barely swiped my card twice. I long ago vowed to never join another gym.

These days I exercise at home. One advantage of not being at work. Plus it's either free - there are tonnes of free workouts online, who knew?! - or pretty cheap if you buy a DVD as it's a one-time buy. My two most recent purchases have included a Barre workout DVD and some handweights, and this was before I signed up for this challenge! I don't know about you but I'm quite impressed with that commitment. 

Which of course brings me neatly round to the purpose of this blog post. The #1800 Minute challenge. I hereby pledge to try to do at least 1800 minutes of exercise between today and the last day in May. It's for me, it's for fitness, it's for health...ok it's for a prize draw. If you want to join in you can still sign up here and join me in my journey...BARF! I shall post on here along the way. It won't be glamorous, but it might raise some chuckles. Whose with me?   

We did it!

Fizz is so lovely, she beat me to it by telling you about the Race. But I wanted to tell you a bit more about it and share some photos as well.

During the Christmas holiday 2006 my lovely friend D lost her mum to cancer. Her mum put up a fight and she battled on for much longer than the doctors predicted and surprised us all. It was such a sad and horrible time and I was at a total loss cos my friend was hurting and I couldn't do anything to help. I'm so very proud of D for how she's come through the other side and hope that I did a good job as her friend.

But we wanted to do something in her mum's memory. And this is where the Race for Life comes in. Each year, Cancer Research organise these races and millions of women all over Britain take part, raising money as they go. So we signed up. Even though we never run. And would really rather eat cake. But we did really well. This is our sponsor page, and we also both raised money on our paper sponsor forms so we reckon our personal total is about 500 quid.

The race is 5km (about 3 miles), and today it was through some very muddy woods due largely to the never ending rain! We completed it in 43 mins and 6 seconds. And just in case you don't believe it, here's the photos to prove us crossing the finishing line:







Thanks to everyone who sponsored us and supported us. It was a really special thing to do. And we're pretty sure that D's mum was looking down on us at the end and cheering us on loudly xx