The Muse, London Marathon et al

We seek her here, we seek her there – we seek that damned muse everywhere…

Blasted muse wasn’t here either, despite lovely setting!

Nope, writing inspiration is still in short supply (oh the horrors of the blank white page). I thought about blogging a steak pie recipe – bear with me here, oh dear few and loyal readers – in that I  genuinely made up the recipe, it did look delicious and it is a pretty easy way to fill your home with delicious aromas and contented men.

[Yup, you make this and all of a sudden, open your front door and there are queues of handsome, eligible gentlemen ready to eat your wares, compliment your cookery skills and sigh in satisfaction. It’s all gone a bit Stepford Wives.]

My excuse is that I’ve been blogging for Social Media Week Glasgow this week – attending events and writing up reports afterwards. All great fun and plenty of learning. I include links to my reviews of the events I attended – mindfulness & social media and NHS collaboration through social media.

Still searching for writing topics here though… An email popped into my inbox this week. Way back in the beginnings of 2011, I thought running a marathon might be… well, not fun, but perhaps a achievement to aim for so I said, ‘yes, put my name in for the 2013 London marathon‘.

Easy to make these promises when the future looks miles away, hmm? And lo, I get an email this week from the charity I work for saying, hey, we’ve got two places for you and friend for the 2013 London marathon.

Eeks. My first thought – ‘oh ho, training for the marathon may well guarantee wedding dress size smaller thing, hmm?’ Second thought – ‘lordy, I will have material to blog about forever more. I can talk about training, I can share my pain, I can post about the miles I’m clocking up each week, I can talk about what you eat for running long distances and generally become a complete running bore’. Happy days!

Then a friend made a valid point. Running the London marathon for charity three weeks before I get married has a few risks. Time, for example. Possible injury which rules me out of walking down the aisle as another. And also, it would mean that I’d be approaching the same people for sponsorship who would be attending my wedding meaning that they would inevitably lose patience splashing out on moi.

So, the marathon is a no-no (feel free to approach me if you would like to run on behalf of Carers Trust, though). And the ease of thinking up blog topics forever more ruled out too, bah.

Finally, I’d like to direct your attention to Patrick – now he is a gent imbibed with mucho talent. He takes great pics, he and his friends go for great adventures and then he writes it all up in a cool way and he is ARTISTIC, blast him!

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2 thoughts on “The Muse, London Marathon et al

  1. hang on in there, the muse will come. I don’t actually think you need a muse cause it’s all reading well.
    Good idea to hold off on marathon, there will always be another one.

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