Mr Bhikhubhai Dajibhai Mistry (23rd Dec 1938 – 4th July 2021) Jai Shree Krishna. We’d like to say a few words here about Dad’s life and what he meant for us. We set out to organise Dad’s funeral this week and I suspect, absolutely no-one who knew Dad, will be surprised that he was ahead… Continue reading A Eulogy for Our Dad
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.
Father’s Day
About a month ago I was happily looking at training plans for my September Half Marathon and seeing which ones I might actually manage to stick to for more than a couple of weeks. Running to train though has slightly gone out the window for now. Running for my own sense of wellbeing has replaced… Continue reading Father’s Day
Cycling, not running
What does this say about Chester? I didn’t run yesterday as I spent a lovely day cycling into Wales with compadres from the running club. Pensby Runners spawned a non-running child some years back, called PROBs (Pensby Runners On Bikes). They have been meeting, barring Covid lockdowns, once a week on Thursday. As it’s a… Continue reading Cycling, not running
The Mirror And The Light – Hilary Mantel
Last night I finally finished the great tome that is The Mirror And The Light. It’s taken me ages. Not because it’s rubbish, far from it, but because of life getting in the way. But now, with relief and a little sadness, the trilogy is done. Hilary Mantel herself says that ‘It was the hardest… Continue reading The Mirror And The Light – Hilary Mantel
Bouncing Back
This may be a blip in the continuum, so I’m treating it very cautiously. However… Both on Monday and last night, during my first club run in about 18 months, I felt … stronger. Could my week of squats, plus a random array of other, non-scientifically generated, strength training exercises, already start to be paying… Continue reading Bouncing Back
Squatting at my Dad’s
Well that was more like it. A comfortable, steady 7+ miles at the weekend and another slightly faster 4, done yesterday. My breathing seems fully back to normal, although, before yesterday’s run, I was walking around like John Wayne. Who knew that doing a few squats and lunges for the first time in an age… Continue reading Squatting at my Dad’s
100 years of my Grandma
A special thick envelope was delivered to my grandma’s house yesterday from the Queen. The special telegram, to be opened today!! Today she’ll open it and we’ll have a little Zoom celebration to mark her 100th birthday! Sita Ma has been the matriarch of our family since forever, showing us, and sometimes, even the Brahmin,… Continue reading 100 years of my Grandma
A Curve Ball in the Shape of a Cold
Sunday I was going to do a little technical post about ‘Base Training’ because I’d had several weeks of good mileage and was feeling quite strong. However, that will have to wait for another time as I’ve been feeling very sorry for myself of late. Not only had we lost the dog last week but… Continue reading A Curve Ball in the Shape of a Cold
Dog Day Afternoon
A happy dog when he's with Anne A sorry day today as Rocco, the grumpy 13 year old Pomeranian, has been sent shuffling off this mortal coil to Doggie Heaven. He’s had a great retirement with us but in the last week or so he started having seizures and when the vet’s tests came back,… Continue reading Dog Day Afternoon
Dads and Dogs
I’ve been to my dad’s a few times recently and obviously brought my running gear. And I’ve realised that I’ve already created a default route. I want to say that I’m one of those free, devil-may-care runners who, one day may go left and the next, right, and meander through new avenues and paths, always… Continue reading Dads and Dogs
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