Carl Rutt memorial 10k

Race number two in my little summer series was the Carl Rutt memorial 10k at Leicestershire’s Whitwick, and it was one of the two which I had not ran before (the other being John Frazer 10 miles). I had been warned that it was a hilly one, and driving past what boasted to be “the…

Joy Cann 5, 2018

I said in my last post that as much as I would like them to, PBs were not going to happen in the races I had planned for the rest of summer / autumn. And true enough, there was no 5-mile PB for me in the Joy Cann 5 yesterday. However… But lets start from…

Away to the races!

This week marks the beginning of a period of racing for which I haven’t really trained! I entered a number of races a couple of months ago, partly in hope that I would be training more regularly than I have, but mainly because they are all close to me and organised by local running clubs….

Monday Photograph #10

The photo of the week that was… …photo courtesy of Kyriakos. And this is how it’s been feeling a bit of late, nothing pretty, just head down and carrying on with carrying on. I’m not training for anything or even following any sort of plan, just trying to keep momentum and not fall into the…

Monday Photograph #9

The photo of the week that was… …and this time it is three for the price of one, to compensate you for the recent lack of other content:

Monday Photograph #8

The photo of the week that was… …this week two for the price of one! This week started with a trail run in the Peak District with Kyriakos on Bank Holiday Monday, and ended with a bike ride in the same part of the world with David yesterday! Amazingly the weather was perfect on both…

A better Race Time Predictor!

I only run on average one marathon a year, but as I alluded to in a previous post (“my first time“), running the marathon distance was what helped me develop a running habit in the first place; and the way in which I continue to validate myself as a marathon runner. You can imagine my surprise…

Characters #1

At the last two years of primary school, we had a teacher who used to walk and sometimes even – imagine! – run to our school with ankle weights on. Naturally, we all thought he was a bit weird. To make matters worse, on the days he walked rather than run, he would often do…

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!

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,…