Doing the best that I can, at writing, running and living
apologies about the grubbiness - I hadn't showered yet I have never had a blister before. I’ve done one 50K, six marathons and countless half marathons, but I’ve never had an issue with my feet. Even my toenails have stayed on – apart from the time I kicked a log and didn’t like it. But… Continue reading Four Villages Half Marathon 2026
A few pics from the Loch Ness website I know I said that I’d be continuing my endeavours to improve on my half marathon time this year, but I appear to have changed that thinking slightly. After chatting with some running club buddies about the Loch Ness Marathon for which an advert had appeared in… Continue reading New Year Plans and XC Wins
Happy New Year ‘Come, Aunty Rita.’ The twelve-year-old puts her hand out to the fifty-two-year-old in order to gently guide her to the deep end. She’s actually my granddaughter but when I first began assimilating myself into Anne’s family, her parents thought ‘Nannie’ was too old a moniker for a forty-something, and now the ‘Aunty’… Continue reading How Did Those Resolutions Go?
I’m scrubbing my shoes after yesterday’s cross-country and can’t quite get the chorus of a song out of my head. It’s been rattling around in there all morning and I’m feeling a mixture of slight annoyance and enjoyment as I remember dancing away to it on Friday night. It was possibly because of Friday night… Continue reading Reach
Of all the basic mistakes to make, not tying my shoelaces properly before a race is probably the most basic of all. The laces on these shoes are a bit slippy and overly long, so I end up double knotting and then doing another bow (exceedingly long laces). They possibly would have held my foot… Continue reading Borders League: Anglesey (again)
It was a struggle to get out the house this morning. Not because I didn’t want to run. It was dry, there were streaks of blue sky, the branches of the trees appeared sedately calm. A very inviting day. No, the reason for the problem was my state of indecision, and it weighed down on… Continue reading Indecision
Looking at the date of my last post I realise that it has been a while. The last time it was about my lurgy and me feeling somewhat sorry for myself. I don’t want to lead you to thinking that I’ve been keeping the duvet firmly wrapped around me in some stinking morass of germs… Continue reading Nothing In Particular
I’m sitting down with a nice glass of our Biddenden wine, that we'd bought in Kent, and watching last night’s Celebrity Traitors. My calves are a bit sore because I’ve exercised today for the first proper time since Friday last. Before today I was seriously contemplating getting the woodbines that it sounded like I’d been… Continue reading Coughing My Guts Out, and Awards
I had no recollection that I had read this book before. The front cover - probably more exciting than the book Up until the moment where the Chamber of Commerce competition is mentioned I read it as a wholly new experience. Even when I remembered the incident with the box of chocolates, the words around… Continue reading Rónán Hession – Leonard and Hungry Paul
That went quite well. post race bling with Lucy I’m sitting, or rather semi-reclined, on the sofa having watched the latest episode of Bakeoff with my lunch and I’m trying to analyse my race this morning. It was the Wirral 10k (although, according to mine and Lucy’s tracking it was a little bit further than… Continue reading Wirral 10K 2025
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