Sea Palling, a small village on the north Norfolk coast, used to just be called Palling. But a little re-branding took place in the Victorian era, to entice the growing number of tourists looking for coastal escapes from the big industrial smoggy cities. Like Staithes, on the Yorkshire coast, where we visited last weekend, this… Continue reading A Week in Norfolk
Author: theleadlesspencil
I started blogging to practise using that writing 'muscle'. And it's made me realise that I keep banging on about the same subjects: mainly 'running', sometimes about what I'm reading, and, even more occasionally, where I'm going.
What I’ve Done (Lately)
As I lift my legs higher on a cushion after today’s long run, I realise that it has been two weeks since my last blog. Well that sounds like the beginning of a confession, so I had better get it all off my chest (fully recovered since the chaffing incident, in case you’re wondering). Life,… Continue reading What I’ve Done (Lately)
Henry, Henry and Henry
I’m sitting on the sofa, with my legs raised up higher than my bum, and making a mental note not to use a crop top as a sports bra for a long run again. Chafing is not pleasant, and I would always recommend getting good kit for anything longer than an hour, but I was… Continue reading Henry, Henry and Henry
Running up that hill
I’m sitting on the bed, propping my legs up on pillows in the vain hope that that will help them recover faster. To be fair it’s a wonder that I can walk at all given what I’ve put them through this morning. On this anniversary of Shakespeare’s birth and death day ( I wonder how… Continue reading Running up that hill
Calder Vale Good Friday 10 Miler
Well I didn’t want to do this. Not when I realised there were less than 200 people running it, and it was hilly, and it was an hour and a half’s drive away, and no other Pensby Runner was doing such a crazy thing on a Good Friday Bank Holiday. Did I mention it was… Continue reading Calder Vale Good Friday 10 Miler
Station Eleven – Emily St. John Mandel
I first read this book years ago when I lived in Liverpool and was in a book group. It was a great group, and most of the people actually read the books beforehand so the discussions were always interesting. This one got a general thumbs up, as I recall, because who doesn’t like a post-apocalyptic… Continue reading Station Eleven – Emily St. John Mandel
Down Time
I’ve just come back from a shorter long run this morning, a steady eight miles. Because last week I finally got over the ten-mile barrier that had seemed so elusive, it gave me an easy mathematical calculation to dial back to 80% for my ‘down’ week. Already the magnolia is losing its petals If you… Continue reading Down Time
Feelin’ Good
It was a new day and I was out for a short five miler this morning. I can call it short because my long runs are at nearly double that now. I can’t quite get past the 10 yet and I did feel a bit frustrated with my 9.75 on Friday, my legs just felt… Continue reading Feelin’ Good
Do You Remember The First Time?
The other night I was doing a club run, and found myself comfortably at the back of the six-mile group. Sometimes, if you’re not quite feeling the energy surging, taking it easy and just getting time on your feet is the way to go. Random picture of snowdrops from my run I cantered alongside Jim,… Continue reading Do You Remember The First Time?
The Salt Path – Raynor Winn
For one of my pieces of coursework I was trying to find examples of travel writing when Anne handed me this book. And then I started underlining passages within it before she told me she’d borrowed it from a friend. Oops, sorry! A slightly bent cover - sorry about that too I was going to… Continue reading The Salt Path – Raynor Winn
