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
Category: Running
How Did Those Resolutions Go?
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?
Reach
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
Borders League: Anglesey (again)
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)
Indecision
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
Nothing In Particular
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
Coughing My Guts Out, and Awards
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
Wirral 10K 2025
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
Getting A Coach
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Sometimes, knowing too much may be bad for you. My Garmin is telling me that my Heart Rate Variability is too low, my Resting Heart Rate has gone up, on average, by seven beats, and my Sleep Score is beyond abysmal. If I didn’t wear a sports watch then I… Continue reading Getting A Coach
Warrington Half Marathon
I stand, with a fluttering stomach, watching the runners file past behind their pace banners. My warmup has been to jump up and down on the spot. The random Insta influencer who suggested this said that sixty seconds was enough, but I flag at around twenty. At least I’m very warm. The sub 1hr:30mins lope… Continue reading Warrington Half Marathon
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