Life, Running

Marathons – never say never again…

During the walk on Sunday, I managed to first convince myself to run another marathon, and then convince myself not to. The walk took just over 3 hours and gave me ample time for vacillating. Just over 7.5 miles (12.25 km), so it was leisurely, with a couple of stops for using the facilities, or… Continue reading Marathons – never say never again…

Books, Running

What I Talk About When I Talk About Running – Haruki Murakami

The book, scribbled notes and all I’ve just finished reading, or should I say re-reading, this book. Because my writing course will focus on creative non-fiction, I’m trying to pick up a few more of that kind of book to learn how the professionals do it. Normally Murakami writes novels and I’ve enjoyed many of… Continue reading What I Talk About When I Talk About Running – Haruki Murakami

Running

Running, or was it wallowing (?), in Beacon Park

I’m squatting by a bucket of muddy water outside my house with rubber gloves on and a toothbrush in my hand, wondering if this is what normal people do on a Sunday. To clarify, the toothbrush has long been demoted from the task of cleaning teeth, and used to have a happy, later life getting… Continue reading Running, or was it wallowing (?), in Beacon Park