My first time

Prompted by a phrase in a BBCSport article by Tom Fordyce, my own frank, at times personal and certainly nostalgic look at why my first marathon is unlikely to be replicated; and why I keep trying regardless!

Monday Photograph #3

Today’s photo is from our boys’ road trip to Paris this weekend! Dash has already proved himself an exceptional travel dog, but I was very proud (and relieved!) to discover that his younger human brother also travels well. Here’s to many more miles – and memories – together! Next time we may even take mummy…

The loads we end up loving

One of the most unexpected things about my new run commute routine, is how my relationship with my rucksack has developed: I hated it on the first run, the way it was jumping around uncontrollably, crashing against my back and weighing me down… I could feel its weight even after I had taken it off,…

Running through a maelstrom

My previous post was about the ups and downs that I finally accepted were inherent in training, but was written when I was on a crest: I had recently set a 10k PB after years of start-stop efforts, and I was faced with new exciting challenges in my working life, so I could be philosophical…

Sisyphus and the myth of linear progression

I named this blog “Sisyphus AC” as an expression of my frustration at the up-and-down nature of my training and running performance. You see, the way I see it, we train to get better, faster, leaner, until we reach some optimum state (based on each person’s inherent ability and genetic make-up) and then try to…

A bad run

It was always going to be a bad run last night. I was home a bit later from work, so by the time we had gone for our family walk and I was setting off for my run, Philip was close to his bedtime: I would be back after he was asleep. I didn’t like…

Summer Solstice

The weather of late has been more conductive to sipping wine or (in my case) gulping beer by the bbq than sweating it out on the trails, and that has begun to show not only on the suspicion of a tan, but unfortunately also on my scales and the Strava fitness metric I’m beginning to…

Alone in the Sun

I am finding it surprisingly difficult to come up with something to write about the London Marathon: I thought that a few days would let my impressions and thoughts settle and help me express them in a coherent way, but all that has happened is that I seem to have digested them, let the moment…

Ending March on a high!

This afternoon I received a call from Noma from the LT Museum, the charity I am fundraising for in this year’s London marathon, to ask how I was getting on with training, fundraising etc. I explained that training had been a bit so-so after Ashby 20, as Philip has decided that he’s too old to…

2017 London Marathon – March update

With just over a month to go before the big event on the 23 April, we have certainly entered the business end of my preparation for the Marathon! Ashby 20, my dress rehearsal race is next weekend (19 March) and a few days later we will enter the last month before London!.. I have to…

Marathon training as a dad – part two of very many!

Looking back to my first post on what marathon training with a first baby was like, the main themes were sleeplessness, confusion and making do! I am pleased to report that within a month or so, we have moved on significantly: Philip is much more settled and beginning to sleep through (most of) the nights,…

2017 London Marathon: an update.

It is customary for the most well-known charities, with very significant fundraising budgets, to provide their runners with running vests and other such branded kit. While I imagine it must be nice to run in the colours of your chosen charity, the gift we received from the kind people at the London Transport Museum meant…