Running for Trees – WEEK ONE #Treeathlon

I’ve signed up for the Treeathlon being held in support of Trees for Cities in September in Battersea Park. Trees are the lungs of our cities, providing oxygen where it is most needed, and as a city dweller (well, suburbanite) with severe asthma, and a lover of trees and cities, how could I not sign up? Well, I could have easily not signed up but I am aware of encroaching middle age spread and the fact that after driving for three years I have never felt so stiff and unfit in my life. So the trees and cities win if I can raise some money, and I win by getting fitter.

Last night I ran/walked/ran/walked for half an hour and it felt great. Following a recommendation from a friend I am using the NHS’s fantastic podcast of their ‘Couch Potato to 5k’ programme. Download it for FREE (SAVE THE NHS!) and then listen to the podcast for each week which gives you clear instructions on exactly what to do.

I am officially considering this WEEK ONE as I have now started listening to the podcasts. I have already been running a couple of times and am trying to add in some cross training by swimming at least twice a wekk as well beacuse it is especially beneficial for your lungs if you happen to be asthmatic.

I’ve got two more runs to complete this week and am intending to update my progress weekly here.

broadcast #17

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National Poetry Day

Today is National Poetry Day and events are being held everywhere to celebrate. More information here.

This year’s theme is ‘Games’.

Heres a poem of mine from 2009

TRIGGER

Mousetrap
Scrabble
Day unravelled
Dot Dot Dot

Fuse burning
Dynamite
Explosion
Under water
Tidal wave of
Emotion
Rage
Crashing through the kitchen
All Hope washed away

Not a game of
Risk
Not a game of
Life

Awareness regained
Dragged to the surface all
Puffy and waterlogged
Two hugs, one kiss of life
Be here, now
Keep going.