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Half marathons are boring unless you're quick

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I dream that one day I'll start a blog post, and I won't start it with a line about meaning to blog more. But it's not going to happen.

Yesterday I ran a half marathon and it was one of the hardest things I've done in my life. It was also one of the most boring. Seriously.

Out of all the things I was prepared for, I wasn't ready for the monotony. I have anaemia, so I was ready for my lungs to hurt, but they didn't. It was a long way to run, so I was ready for my legs to hurt, but they didn't. Instead I found my knees and hips aching, and my mind bored stiff despite the lovely villages and great views.

As a sort-of newbie runner, I was proud of completing it in sub-two and a half hours (only just though - 2:26:34!). I didn't stop and I didn't swear at anyone and I didn't cry* and I left myself enough energy at the end to sprint the last 100m. In hindsight, this was a god awful outcome.

I'm not good at many things in running but I'm good a…

The pill, and reading the small print

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The same as every person who has ever written a blog post in their life, one of my New Year's to-do list thingys was to blog more. As I curled up in bed to write a pain fueled rant about the trials and tribulations of The Pill in the form of a Facebook status that no one bar my boyfriend, mum, sister, and close group of feminists friends would read*, I decided to make it into a blog post even less would read.

It's the worst advent calendar you could ask for. Or countdown. "How many days til your holiday?"
"Well I've only got to snake back along my pill packet one more time."

Statistically, The Pill, whichever you may be on, is a real shit show. If you don't find it so, you're a lucky git and I'm very envious. For the record here, I'm not talking about the usual The Pill, I'm on the POP (progesterone-only pill), but POP Pill makes me look like I'm writing a blog post reviewing some weird hormonal legal-but-not-actually-legal-anym…