We regret to inform you…

Posted by Helen in Musings | 0 comments

Feb 09, 12

What can I say? I am getting rather used to hearing or reading these words in connection with ballots for races.  I’m starting to get a little paranoid truth be told!  After all, I wouldn’t have entered them if I hadn’t wanted to take part.

That’s right, I’ve now been rejected for the Great North Run, although technically this is my second rejection for it for this years race as I have already missed out on the early bird ballot that was being run by one of the national newspapers.

Of course the fact I haven’t been able to run since Brass Monkey due to injury is totally irrelevant.  (I’m seeing the physio tomorrow as I am determined not to miss more races than necessary this year.)

This is the most expensive race entry fee I have seen and yet I was prepared to pay it.  It would have cost me double to triple the normal hotel costs as is usual every time there’s a major event on.

The Great North Run isn’t just any old half marathon, it’s THE half marathon.  Granted at that entry fee it’s pretty certain it’s a race I would only partake in once, just so I could say I had done it, but it’s one of those races that has to go on your bucket list.  I would have added New York, Paris and Berlin but they are full length marathons and after Brass Monkey I am a tad less inclined to go that far

However, there is a light at the end of the tunnel this month as I appear in Runners World magazine (page 56) talking about my love of apps. A friend sent me an email last night, sat reading the article in an airport lounge they thought how much the app and tweet comments sounded like me then realised it was me! I am rather enjoying my 5 minutes of fame on Twitter about it, although confess the magazine sat at the side of me on the sofa unread for a week when it arrived until someone tweeted me that I was in there.  Between the snow and the damaged hip running hasn’t been high on my agenda of late.

Screen shot of Runners World March 2012 magazine (page 56) taken on my iPad

Rest assured the running bug will come back, it has to in order to combat the eating every biscuit in sight bug that seems to have arrived since Christmas!  I’ll report back after the physio report but am pretty certain she told me I was broken all over. (knee injury conflicts with ankle injury which conflicts with back injury which conflicts with hip injury, all going back years).  I have every hope that Heidi, my lovely physio, can get me back out there and stronger than ever.

In the meantime I shall file the latest rejection in the B1N folder on my email and get back to raiding the fridge for that packet of caramel digestives I hid in there yesterday!