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Nov. 04.

Alas, For This Is The End

Large Blog ImageAs may be obvious, I have been struggling for posts for a while now. I have thought and thought about what I could write about. I have taken some photos to do posts, but I have been unable to write them. And, finally, yesterday, I came to the realisation as to why.

Beauty blogging just doesn’t inspire me any more. As much as I would love to say it does, I can’t. And that leads me to a conundrum. I want you to be able to feel my passion when I write. I want to be passionate about what I write. If I can’t be passionate, it shows in my writing, and that is something that I could never subject you to.

For that reason, this will be my last post on Robyn Rants and Raves for the foreseeable future. That does not mean that I don’t want to continue blogging. I do very much want to keep writing. I am just unsure what direction I want to go. I am thinking through ideas for a new project, so I will be about, hopefully sooner than you think.

I value every opportunity Robyn Rants and Raves has given me. I value every pageview, every reader, every person I have met through here. Most of you have become good friends, and I do very much hope that we remain friends into the future.

The immortal words of a Mr. Bilbo Baggins seem an apt way of finishing:

“I regret to announce — this is The End. I am going now. I bid you all a very fond farewell.”

Farewell for now!


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Oct. 07.

Waffle Wednesday: Where Have I Been

ww-logo-thYes, I know I have been posting a little sporadically on Robyn Rants and Raves for the past while. Yes, I know I should post more often (I am working on that). But I haven’t been doing nothing. I have been keeping busy. And as this counts as a post, and keeps everyone here up to date, let me tell you, where have I been?

Okay, having been unwell, there was a time where Robyn Rants and Raves had my (almost) undivided attention. I needed the distraction, and here was perfect. But, I am no longer unwell. In July my GP told me I was fit to go looking for work again (hallelujah!). The finding work bit hasn’t been easy (boooo), mainly because I have a particular skillset, but I don’t have a qualification in what I know how to do. I am changing that though!

In September, I was told to apply to do a course. I was given two weeks to do that (the department of social protection are so generous!). I couldn’t take that long, and within 24 hours had researched courses, applied to one, and been accepted. And at the end of last month, I became a student in Dublin Business School, studying Digital Marketing. It is the choicest parts of a 3 year degree, stuck together into a 1 year course, but I get a Level 7 award at the end of it. I will talk more about the course over the next year, but it was a joyous relief to be told that a large part of one module is being graded on the “setting up and running of a blog”, and that we are to use WordPress. Well, I’ve been blogging here for 3 years, and using WordPress for longer, so I went up, kissed the lecturer (not quite) and did a happy dance.

My digital home from home :-)

My digital home from home :-)

I’ve also been working on getting fitter, and losing some weight, as I have on occasion blogged about. Well, it is most definitely working. I now train using a heart rate monitor, and can push myself so much harder. I can cover the 2.14 km circle around the local park in 4:30 (the first time I tried it was closer to 6 minutes), and I can now climb hills too! It was a great feeling to go up the hill that beat me the first time out on the bike, and go sailing over the top of it.

Finally, as I do enjoy my food (maybe a little too much) I have been spending a bit of time in the vegetable garden. Most of what we’ve grown for the year has been eaten now, but the most recent thing to be taken out of the garden is a pumpkin (actually, 3 pumpkins). They should be orange around the end of the month. I learned from lifting them up, they’re heavy!

The most orange of the pumpkins

The most orange of the pumpkins

All this means that I have gone from having too little to do and too much time, to too much to do and not plan as to when to do it. Things are settling down a bit more now, so I am finding more time to blog, and I plan on getting regular posts going again soon. Someone put the rugby on at the same time, and those rugby players, and Nigel Owens (I do have a little crush on Nigel, but who doesn’t?) can be a distraction too. I am working on getting everything back on track. As the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy says, Don’t Panic!


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Aug. 16.

Something Else Sunday: The Creepiest Twitter Date That Never Was

ses-date-thI’m sure most of us have been there, with someone trying to chat us up, failing, and having us desperately trying to get away. It can be hilarious. It can be excruciating, it can be downright mortifying. But it can also make for a great story to laugh at afterwards. So, here is my story of my recent Twitter Date, that was never actually a date.

If you are young and good looking, chances are you’ve encountered this type of account on Twitter. Guy, not too many tweets, and just as few followers. For the purposes of this, I shall refer to him only as “Subject X” (even though that makes it sound like a twisted experiment). He was following about a hundred people, mostly of the good looking female variety, and he had 9 tweets, all variations of the “Hello Dear, I’d like to get to know you” kind. If you haven’t guessed it yet, he had one thing on his mind. Being up for a laugh, I decided to play along for a while, and followed him back. It didn’t take long for a DM to arrive, which read:

Subject X
Hi dear how are you doing its nice yo be friends with you on here…
you got a nice profile…where do you come from hope you dont mind me asking??

So far, so dull, but I answered, being truthful, but vague. I’m from Dublin, so I didn’t get more specific than that. He then asked me about if I am living with family (yes, but I don’t have my own family), before I asked him to tell me something about himself. This isn’t a one way conversation!

From that I learned:

  • He comes from Palm Beach, Florida
  • He is  in the US Army
  • Currently deployed in Libya “on a peace keeping”
  • He is single (well, if he is looking for a hookup, it does help)
  • He lost his parents 5 years ago in a motor accident
  • He was taken in and raised by his uncle, who is a reverend father

Right, nothing serious so far, I was sorry to hear about his parents, but was happy to see he is so positive considering the situation he is in. Standard small talk stuff. He asked my age, to which I replied mid 20’s (which is not far off), and the reply was maybe one of someone who isn’t mastering the English language, as he replied:

Subject X
wow you look matured and good i guess you have a boy friend

I would have never thought you tell a woman you look “matured”, unless you want a slap/drink thrown over you. I let it slide though. Things may be getting interesting. I explained that I was single, but was in a long distance relationship for 5 years (true). On being asked why it never worked out:

My girlfriend lived in Missouri, and 4,000 miles is a long distance to make it work out.

A pertinent bit of information there. My girlfriend. Did he pick up on that? If he did would I be writing this? Of course he didn’t. Instead his reply let slip some of the purpose of this whole conversation:

Subject X
okay i understand and tell me why since then you never want any relationship again can i ask you a question will you like having a serious relationship again and get married and have your own family some day i wish for that

Did I ever say I didn’t want any relationship again? Did I mention marriage and family? Is this what you are looking for, Subject X? Still I continued to play along, yet again not mentioning men or boyfriends.

I didn’t say I don’t want any relationship again. I just want the right person, and a family would be nice.

Alas he both did and didn’t pick up on the whole person thing. He is still convinced I am looking for a man, but did suddenly figure out that I was using the term “person” (he may be catching on – or not)

Subject X
okay i understand you tell me what kind of man would you like to have some day

I want someone with a great personality. Kind, funny, witty. Someone who I want to spend all my time with!

Subject X
wow thats very interesting and you really deserve such man well truly i want the same but its so hard this days to find the right one

Subject X
I enjoy slow or fast dancing, walking in the woods holding, hands, candlelite dinners, travel, shopping and watching movies, and playing romantic piano for that special person. I love snuggling and sharing passionate kisses with that special person.

So, he cottoned on to the person thing, and started using punctuation, though I question whether he likes walking in the woods holding, and also likes hands, or he likes walking in the woods holding hands. Maybe it is time to start ramping up the messages that I am not interested, and am really just winding him up. So, when being asked what I like and dislike, I dropped this little message in there:

I love spending time with my friends, enjoying good food and laughter. Friends are important to me. I don’t really like random pushy people.

Random pushy people. Does that include those who randomly follow you on Twitter looking for a wife? Apparently not! So it continued. Can I cook well, do I like food? (Is he looking for a wife to stay at home and create care packages for him while he is out policing the world?) Yes, I can cook. I love scallops (a seafood), so I was surprised by the next question – Do I like seafood? (sigh – how much longer can this go on). Maybe it is time to make it so blindingly obvious that I am taking the piss. Come on Subject X, give me the opportunity! He dutifully obliged!

Subject X
oh really thats so great well i havnt been to Ireland before and dont know how it looks but i will like to Visit your country maybe sometime

Ireland is beautiful. Very green lots of fields, great people and some leprechauns.

Oh come on, if that doesn’t make him realise, nothing ever will! Guess what, he didn’t realise, or he does believe in leprechauns!

Subject X
wow i like the way you put those words and i will like coming there to build and start my own family??

Woah there! Now you’re freaking me out. You both didn’t get the leprechaun thing, and you’re coming to Ireland to start your family. Don’t you know the rules of dating (Twitter or otherwise), you never mention starting a family on the first date! I have to get out of this! But I also have to be polite, so I obligingly tell him he is always welcome to visit Ireland (everyone always is), except for the fact that he took it as an official invitation!

I needed an out. Asking me for pictures seemed ideal, and I did try to let him down gently…

There I am in my profile picture. That is me!

Anyway, it has been nice talking to you Subject X, but I don’t think you are the special person I am looking for. I can’t do another long distance relationship. Stay safe out there, and best of luck to you!

I don’t think it had the desired effect, and I may have broken Subject X’s heart…

Subject X
Hey why do you say this

Because you are not the person I want to spend my life with, but I don’t want any harm to come to you? I’m being polite.

Subject X
its okay dear i understand??

It’s late here. I’m going to bed. Goodbye, Subject X.

And so ends the story of the date with Subject X. I’m not against internet dating (I met two ex partners on the internet) but I’ll probably avoid these kinds of dates in the future. That said, if you know someone who would get on well with me, knows how to punctuate (and who wouldn’t discuss starting a family on the first date) or you want to share your creepy dating story, I encourage you to do so below! Come on, laugh with us, it’s therapeutic!


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Jun. 01.

Three Years

birthday-cakeThree years. That’s 36 months. Or 156 weeks. Or 1,095 days. 26,280 hours. 1,576,800 minutes. You get the idea. It is a long time. And there is a point in all my three year references. It is the length of time I have been blogging.

That’s right. Robyn Rants and Raves is three TODAY (well tomorrow, as I spent the first day tinkering with design, instead of posting)!


The baby picture, captured courtesy of the Internet Archive

A little corner of cyberspace where I started posting nonsense on June 2nd 2012 (it all started with this post by the way) for nobody to see, and now, after three years, people actually see it. People respect my opinion. People sometimes even talk to me (and I do love talking to people).

Robyn Rants and Raves is my baby, and I’m glad to see it growing up. Yes, I have made mistakes here. I will continue to make mistakes. I have learned a lot, and I will continue to learn a lot. What is important is that I am glad you are along for the journey with me.


Cake, because it’s a birthday and birthdays need cake.

In lieu of a long winded speech, or post, on this most auspicious of days, I will say two things. I would love for you to tell me what you want to see more of this year, as long as it does not require eating copious amounts of hospital food. I am so done with that! What works for you? What doesn’t work for you? What just shouldn’t see the light of day?

Secondly, although it is my blog birthday, I really need to give you a present. Unfortunately, I have nothing adequately prepared at the moment (I am so disorganised, though I am working on it) so expect a giveaway of some sort, shape or description in the near future!

And so, as three is far too young to be drinking, I can’t ask you to raise your glasses to year four of Robyn Rants and Raves. Instead, do whatever any little madam would do. Get into a makeup bag and play with lipstick!


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May. 27.

Waffle Wednesday: Things You’ve Always Wanted To Ask A Trans Person

ww-logo-thThere is a video currently doing the rounds of internet land, that was originally made by BBC Three’s Free Speech programme, entitled Things You’ve Always Wanted To Ask A Trans Person (But Probably Shouldn’t) that has popped up in my timeline a couple of times in the past two days. It was on The Journal today (where I engaged in the comments, which are a dark soulless place – bad Robyn, don’t read the comments, you know that!), and it does pose an interesting question as to just what is and isn’t okay to ask.

Looking at some of the questions included in the video, you have to wonder just what some people are thinking in believing it is okay to ask these things. Let’s be honest, if you were to go up to a woman at random and say “Can I feel your boobs?” you’ll be lucky to get away with just a slap around the face. Why should someone who is trans* be any different? Likewise, how do you have sex? If that is your opening line, you better have much more than your charming personality to go with, because it alone is letting you down. There seems to be an attitude that trans* people are at best curiosities, and at works (as put by one commenter on The Journal) creatures, seemingly beneath basic human rights and boundaries. That is very much not the case.

That said though, I do believe that sometimes asking questions, in the right way, and at the right time, is acceptable. If you are asking for the right reasons, to learn and understand what trans* people go through, then I wouldn’t mind answering them, and I’m sure most trans* people would be the same. (Some questions may be off limits unless you are really close though). And so, if it helps anyone, here are my answers (though they’re probably nowhere near as good as the ones of the people in the video!)

  • When did you decide to be transgender? I never really decided. I just am, though to give something, I suppose I became aware of it in my mid teens.
  • Have you had the op? Medical questions, woo! I’ve been through so many ops now that I lose track of them, but the ones you are thinking about, no. Patience, grasshopper!
  • Which bathroom do you use? The one that is there when I need to pee. Which one do you use?
  • How do you have sex? In bed with the person I love. Get to know me better and ask again.
  • Are you a drag queen? No. I don’t have the makeup skills for the eyes and contouring.
  • Are you sure you aren’t just gay? Gender and sexuality are two completely different things, with infinite different stops on each scale. Variety is the spice of life after all. Wouldn’t life get boring if we were all the same.
  • Can I see a picture? If you know me well enough to see a picture, great. If not, too bad. There’s not much difference, except for my being much more fabulous.
  • Can I feel your boobs? Can I feel yours? No – then don’t be such a tit and stop asking stupid questions.
  • I can tell you used to be a man/woman – Well good for you, but the thing is I don’t really care. I am who I am and if you don’t like it, move along.
  • I never know what to call them – he/she/they? This is quite simple. If you see a woman you use she. If you see a man – he. If you’re unsure, they is gender neutral and works great until you politely ask. That should clear up and issues. If in doubt, ask. We don’t bite (much)
  • Do you think you’ll ever go back? Happiness is everything. Why go back to being unhappy?

As I said, there are some questions there that should really never be asked. I know curiosity may get the better of you, but stopping for a second and thinking whether you would reasonably ask a cisgender person the same thing will give you a pretty good basis for asking or not.

I must also say thank you to BBC Three for putting together the video, and for their respondants for giving such excellent answers!


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May. 10.

Something Else Sunday: 50 Facts About Me

ses-me-thI was tagged by Amy (you know Amy, or if you don’t you should) from Red Lips; Red Hair to do this tag. It is very simple. It is 50 facts about me. A random 50 facts, as dredged up from my somewhat rambling mind. Some you may know, some you may not, but here goes.

  1. My name is Robyn Morton.
  2. I was meant to be born on Christmas Day, but arrived a week early.
  3. I have a twin brother.
  4. We’re both left handed.
  5. I was one of the last twins to be born in Loughlinstown hospital before their maternity unit closed.
  6. I am the middle child of seven. 3 sisters above, 3 brothers below.
  7. I have an eclectic taste in music, but prefer easy listening and female vocalists.
  8. I’ve only ever been to one concert (Flogging Molly, Kansas City, Feb 2008)
  9. It left me deaf for several hours after (was right next to a huge speaker)
  10. I’m currently (not very blissfully) single.
  11. I’ve only ever been in two relationships.
  12. Both were long distance (Copenhagen & Kansas City)
  13. If I continue in the long distance trend, I’ve calculated my next relationship will be between Dublin and the moon.
  14. I like to travel (hello, long distance relationships require lots of travel)
  15. 4,068.3 miles (as the crow flies) is the furthest I’ve ever travelled for a date, but the flight route taken made it so much longer.
  16. My US relationship led to me being stopped by CBP the first time I was over there, trying to figure out if I was a genuine visitor. I missed my connecting flight as a result.
  17. I was introduced to baseball and the St. Louis Cardinals as a result (go Redbirds!)
  18. I used to play softball, but had to give it up when it started affecting my knees.
  19. My favourite city in the world that I’ve visited (so far) is Copenhagen.
  20. If I was given the opportunity to move there, I would.
  21. I have a keen interest in aviation.
  22. I’ve taken control of a number of light aircraft, both here and in the US. All of which survived their encounters with me.
  23. I once did work experience as part of the overhaul crew working on a Ryanair jet (I was responsible for the emergency lighting system and pilots emergency oxygen supply)
  24. I was once offered and had an interview with Flybe for the position of an airline pilot (I didn’t get the job. The flight training school later closed down, taking a lot of students money)
  25. I can at best be considered a nail polish addict, and at worst a makeup addict.
  26. I don’t know how long I can keep going at dredging up these facts.
  27. I can disassemble and rebuild a computer with my eyes closed.
  28. At home, when people come to visit, I am “the one with the wifi password”
  29. Nobody has died from my cooking. There have been times when I’ve been the only one to eat something (I’d rather eat it myself then admit it went wrong) but for the most part, my cooking is okay.
  30. I enjoy making Mexican food, but can work with whatever is left in the fridge and cupboards.
  31. I’ll drink (nearly) anything, but do enjoy craft beers.
  32. I am not one of those pretentious craft beer snobs.
  33. I am still searching for the perfect mojito (closest I’ve found so far is on the cruise ship Norwegian Epic)
  34. I once flew to Spain and back in a day, never leaving the airport. I got off the plane, turned around and got back on the plane.
  35. I’d love to be a one tweet food critic. I’ve had lots of practice with my legendary hospital food pictures.
  36. I’ve eaten far too many dodgy hospital food meals. Really, I’ve spent far too long in hospital.
  37. I still need to get my life back on track after being unwell, but I am working on it.
  38. I am transgender.
  39. I came out in 2010 (after finally getting sick of hiding it).
  40. I am still part time (but do hope to change that).
  41. Some people have met, or do know of my male self, but this is who I am.
  42. Being trans doesn’t change who I am. I have always been me.
  43. I am naturally brunette, but have been anything from purply red, to really red, to currently nearly blonde.
  44. I have four tattoos. The first was a Celtic design on my lower back, a complete (but for a long time secret) act of self affirmation. The second was a heart on my right foot on the day I came out. The third is a breast cancer awareness ribbon on my right wrist/forearm, and the fourth is a butterfly and cherry blossoms on my left foot.
  45. Adding more tattoos, I would probably start with extending my butterfly and flowers onto my leg, though I am not necessarily a fan of big tattoos.
  46. I have my ears pierced (lobes) but have previously had my tragus, nostril and tongue pierced.
  47. I would get my nostril and tongue redone.
  48. Yes my life sounds complicated, and it is, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
  49. My outlook on life has become more positive from being put in adverse situations.
  50. I look forward to my life settling back down into some routine, though adventure can be fun too!
  51. I couldn’t get through everything without the help of some very close friends. I owe them more then I could ever express in words.

There’s your 51. I hope it gives some insight into my weird and wonderful existence. If you want to share yours I encourage you to do so, but I am tagging two people:

Paula from Random Rambling and Musings

Cat, the Big Blonde Girl


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I need these for my feet! (Credit: Wikipedia)
May. 06.

Run, Robyn! RUN! Now With Added Cycling

Robyn RI’m now just short of a month in to my whole get fit thing, spurred on by how unfit, overweight and generally unhealthy I am. When I last posted about this, we were about two weeks in, and I was slowly starting to see some progress. The main thing is, am I still progressing?


I’m definitely improving. I’m sure of it. When this all started, I was barely able to walk 1500 metres before collapsing through the front door. Now, I am happily doing double that, or more, and still feeling good afterwards. If that isn’t improvement, then somebody tell me what is!


Baseline, still. As checked by my doctor this morning. It’s not an increase, true, but I need to start seeing a decrease. Hopefully as my fitness continues to go up, my weight will start coming down.

Workouts completed (Wed 25/04 – Tue 05/05):

No official workouts from the Couch to 5K. I am still concentrating on walking, and trying to increase the distance and pace as I go.

  • Walks completed: 4
  • Total distance: 11.69 km
  • Total Time: 1:43:12
  • Of note: 25 April – 3.14 km in 28:35 (9:05 min/km avg) – My first time over 3km. Felt really good about this. Obviously I wan to make this kind of walk one of the shorter ones, but still, it is a target to beat and keep moving out.
  • Best Pace & distance: 30 April – 3.27 km in 27.29 (8:24 min/km avg) Getting both of these together was amazing. I knew I was pushing myself a bit, and this is why.

Okay, this is fewer workouts than last update, and shorter total distance, but each individual one was longer, and I have another set of workouts to add.

Cycling Workouts (Wed 29/04 – Wed 06/05):

I have added cycling into the mix for this, having purchased a new bike last week. This is easier for me, as is it much lower impact on the knees. I can last longer on the bike, and by working both cycling and walking in tandem, It provides some variety.

My new wheels! (Credit: Giant Bicycles)

My new wheels! (Credit: Giant Bicycles)

  • Cycles completed: 5
  • Total distance: 58.5 km
  • Total Time: 3:31:57
  • Of note: 29 April – 24.05 km in 1:26:53 (16.6 km/h avg) – There is only one way I had to bring the new bike home. Cycle it. First time cycling in years, and I chose it to be a longer distance, on roads I don’t know. I got there though.

Problems Encountered:

Hill climbing is hard: Hills, the bike and myself are currently not in agreement. Hills are usually winning. I will start eating them up as I get more time and distance onboard for the bike, and my ability improves. It is something I just have to work at though.

Personal Notes:

The weather is trying to be awkward, and raining on me. I am still trying to get out between showers if I can, whether it is for a walk or a cycle. I’ve also been taken off the medication for my blood pressure. I’ve been told that the best way for me to sort it is to ditch the weight, and I have a review with my doctor in 3 months to see what has been done. Time to get to work!

Next steps:

I need to start being more mindful of what I am eating. I am an absent minded snacker. I do, though, have history of laying off crisps. I once gave them up for lent, and was still off them 18 months later. I am not saying I need to deny myself all treats. I just need to be more aware of what I am, or am not eating.

I need these for my feet! (Credit: Wikipedia)

I need these for my feet! (Credit: Wikipedia)

I also, when I have everything for the bike sorted, will need to look at new running shoes. If I can find ones with the right level of impact cushioning, I may be able to up the intensity on two legs too!


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My usual domain. 60 seconds from house is 2km of paved paths!
Apr. 23.

Run, Robyn! RUN! Where Robyn Learns to Walk First

Robyn RIn case anyone hadn’t noticed, two weeks ago I started working on the Couch to 5K running program, and well, it showed that I was overweight, unfit and basically needed to do everything possible to change that. My doctor agreed with me. And, as accountability is a cruel, heartless bitch, I said I would publicly document my progress. This is my first update.


Still pretty poor, but it is improving. I find myself being able to do more, for longer, and slightly faster than I was before. There is still a long way to go to improve sufficiently, but everyone has to start from nothing and work up. I am getting better, and I am happy about it.


Unchecked from previous baseline. I will either have to buy a scale, or get out the Wii Fit board and get a reading from it for next time.

My usual domain. 60 seconds from house is 2km of paved paths!

My usual domain. 60 seconds from house is 2km of paved coastal paths! (credit: Google Maps)

Workouts completed (Fri 10/04 – Wed 22/04):

No official workouts from the Couch to 5K. I am having difficulty with impact pain in my legs with jogging (more on this below) however, I am instead putting in a lot of walking time.

  • Walks completed: 7
  • Total distance: 13.3 km
  • Total Time: 1:59:56
  • Of note: 15 April – Dun Laoghaire East Pier – 2.27km in 22:17 (9:48 min/km avg) and 20 April – Shankill Beach 2.27 km in 19:35 (8:37 min/km avg) I am picking out these as they are equal distance, but I completed the latter almost 3 minutes faster. This shows, in my eyes, that something is happening to make things easier.
  • Best Pace: 8:30 min/km over 1.98 km (16:52) on 18 April
  • Best distance: 2.61 km in 22:55 (8:46 min/km avg) on 22 April
The ideal motivator. Once you get to the end, you have to get back! (credit: Google Maps)

The ideal motivator. Once you get to the end, you have to get back! (credit: Google Maps)

Problems Encountered:

Leg Pain: I am suffering with a lot of leg pain when I go to jog which is not present in walking, which I can only attribute to the higher impact pressure. This caused me to pull up on an attempt at interval training within 30 seconds. My doctor has advised me to not run before I can walk, saying that at the moment it is like asking someone to pick up two full suitcases, and then run. It doesn’t work. So, I am keeping to walking for now.

Medical complication/motivation: Last week I was diagnosed with high blood pressure, and put on medication for it. Typically, once you are on blood pressure medication, you are on it for a very long time. I have been told though, that if I can get my weight sorted and get fit, the blood pressure should correct itself. If that isn’t motivation, I don’t know what is.

Personal Notes:

At first I expected this to be a chore to have to push myself through, but over the past few days I have relished the challenge of pushing myself a little further, or a little faster each time. In fact, while I was happy with my new best distance on Wednesday, I thought I was going to get a faster pace too, and was slightly disappointed to not get it. I remember thinking to myself in the shower afterwards, that I will have to make sure I improve on it next time. I do think I am getting a little more competitive, even if I am only competing with my own mind.

Next steps:

One thing I used to do a lot was cycling. I was a cycle commuter for a time, and I was much healthier because of it. The time has come to get back on two wheels and get going again. So, in the next week, I hope to have a new bike, and to cycle the wheels off it, again working up on distance, and in tandem keeping up with walking/running.


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Apr. 08.

Waffle Wednesday: Run, Robyn! RUN!

ww-logo-thYesterday, I did something seemingly crazy for me. I got out of the house, went down to the pathways by the beach in gorgeous sunny Shankill, and I went for a run. This is not something I do, but yesterday I started the Couch to 5K program, and after I got clearance from my GP to keep going (she saw no reason not to, but due to my unique health issues I thought it prudent to ask) I am going to force myself to complete it. These will be my chronicles. They will only be every couple of weeks, but making it public makes me want it to be as good as it can be.

Before running baseline:

Fitness: I’m going to use the zombie apocalypse test. Basically, if you were being chased by a horde of ambling zombies, how likely are you to get away and survive. Currently, I’d be lucky to get away from the shambling, ambling ones. The ridiculously fast 28 later style ones, forget about me, go and lead your lives! In all honestly, I’ve been laid up for 18 months nearly, being told to do nothing, and *holds hands up* I’ve been inactive a lot longer than that. I used to play softball, but had to give it up as it was affecting my knees.

Weight: Prefer not to say, but may be equivalent to a small car or baby elephant (only a SMALL exaggeration). When my GP weighed me today, I was 3KG lighter than I was just before surgery in February, but I could still stand, or run, to lose a large amount of this.

First Workout:

C25K, Week 1, Day 1: The most basic workout you can get. The very beginning. Warm up walk for 5 minutes, jog 1 minute & walk 90 seconds repeating for total of 20 minutes. Warm down 5 minutes. Total 30 minutes.

I lasted 20 minutes of it. This disappointed me, as I wanted to hang in there for the full time, but impressed me, as it was about 15 minutes more than I thought I could do. It was not a great start, but it was a start, and in everything you have to start somewhere.

Problems encountered:

Shortness of breath: The 20 minutes took the wind out of me, quite literally. It took me a few minutes sitting down afterwards to get my breath back properly. If I needed proof of my being unfit, that was it.

Earphones: Standard in ear earphones are USELESS for this kind of thing. I found myself stopping every couple of minutes to put them back in (but did stop the clock while I did so) I’ve already picked up some sports earphones for next time.

Personal notes:

Once I got my breath back and was in the shower, I did feel a little good about the fact that I was even attempting it. I’m thinking that if I can keep breaking it into lots of small victories it will be easier to keep going, rather than looking (at the moment) at a seemingly unattainable goal. One step at a time, Robyn. One step at a time!


P.S. I know some of you read the title of this post as Run, Forrest, Run! Go on, admit it!

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