Hi there! If only life was always like this…

Carb loading, occasionally running round the park, nothing major. Of course this is just preparation for the mighty 26.2 on April 13. I’m so nervous!

Hello from sunny Reading

Just got back from doing the Reading Half Marathon , before this highly exhausting experience.

Some bloke came up to us in the queue by the Portaloos and said “Are you Mr and Mrs Millard”, to which Pip and I said “yeah”…and he then said “Is this one of your famous competetive moments,” to which we said “Yeah”. I then proceeded to overtake Mr M (he he) – he’s still cheesed off about it. Myra Hindley fright wig, eh? I’ll have you know my hair was last cut by Nicky Clarke, and if that isn’t a giant name drop what is?

26.2 miles, no worries

Well, not really. Indeed, I’ve been a bit sniffy about blogs in the past. You have to forgive me. I grew up in the era of platform boots the FIRST time round. Anyway, I’ve swapped trendy footgear for trainers right now as I am in the depths of marathon training which is GRIM.. Never, never again, I chant to myself as I speed around the delightful terrain of Islington in the early hours of the morning. Never again.

If you’d like to sponsor me – I’m running for Help the Hospices – please do You can sponsor me on my own   – but frankly I am NOT going to become one of these running obsessives. I’m obsessive about quite a few other things, however. What are those, I hear you all cry…well… being a perfect parent…being a GOOD writer… learning how to play the piano…getting on with my parents…not arguing too much with Mr Millard…the list COULD go on, but won’t as I now have to put my various offspring to bed. Later!