Today, on my long run, I had a go at ‘Jeffing’. Now, just in case your mind veers that way, this is not a variant of dogging, or even a euphemism for nipping into the bushes for a wild wee. No, this is a method devised by Jeff Galloway, an American Olympian who developed the… Continue reading Technical Notes – Jeffing
Category: Running
Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me
Well it’s a bit warm outside. I’m sitting in the bedroom on the north side of the house, wondering if I can feel a cool breeze coming through the window, or if it's just an optimistic wish. I can see the whomping willow in the neighbour’s garden swaying gently to a silent disco but when… Continue reading Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me
A Rush of Blood
It’s been a bit of a week. Anne has banned me from running until Monday. It would have been a lot longer but I start the first session of a Runners Movement Workshop then and I can’t miss that. A bit harsh you might say but probably necessary given that I managed to faint (for… Continue reading A Rush of Blood
Birkenhead Park 5 Mile Race
In four days I’ve done three runs and they’ve all been amazing. On Tuesday evening, at various points, I wasn’t quite feeling the joy, but it was great to see the Finish clock show a time of just over 51 minutes. The Birkenhead Park 5 Mile Race was celebrating its 50th anniversary and many people… Continue reading Birkenhead Park 5 Mile Race
Hilbre Island
Last night I lobbed my trainers over the back fence because they definitely couldn’t come in the house with that much sand and sea water on them. I shouldn’t treat them so flippantly after they helped me have a simply amazing evening but they’re filthy and I was surprisingly exhausted. It was only two miles… Continue reading Hilbre Island
Chester Zoo 10K
Well, I’ve just looked at my official results from today’s run. Not quite what I had hoped for but not all bad. I should have known really. At about the 8k mark, the pacer for 60 minutes loped past me, easy as you like, while I puffed and panted, trying my best to squeeze out… Continue reading Chester Zoo 10K
Party Time
You know you’ve had a successful party when, despite two good downpours and the need to hold down the collapsible (and occasionally collapsing) gazebo when the gusts whipped up for a short time, everyone remains in good humour, and eats and drinks well. Such was the case yesterday, when some of Anne’s siblings and mine,… Continue reading Party Time
Rhyl Half Marathon
Well, I didn’t realise quite how popular Harry Styles is. Standing on the platform at Rhyl, yesterday, I heard one young man (late twenties – and, I reckoned, straight) chatting on the phone, moaning about his horrendous train journey thus far, and looking forward to the concert tomorrow night. Then, within three minutes, a group… Continue reading Rhyl Half Marathon
Long Run Blues
Well! Never mind hitting a plateau, I think I’m rolling backwards like a large, weighty moss-repellent stone. I’ve just walked in from a long run, hoping to hit the elusive 13, ready to be content with a steady 12, and I’ve managed a pathetic 9 and a bit miles. My legs muscles are aching like… Continue reading Long Run Blues
Hitting a Plateau
Well it’s Friday (whoop! whoop!) and I’ve handed in my final piece of coursework so I can party! But it will have to wait until Sunday evening, as tomorrow Anne and I will be babysitting Alf and his baby brother Leo. Overnight!! While their parents go out for a well-deserved break at their friend’s wedding.… Continue reading Hitting a Plateau
