Doing the best that I can, at writing, running and living
The second Borders race of the season and for some reason I was put in charge. Perhaps the grey hairs coming through give me an air of authority, but it meant that I had to act like the grown up and scan everybody’s barcodes. I knew that most of them would have to wait for… Continue reading Borders League – Tattenhall
We few, we happy few, made our way to the ends of this windswept earth on an early morn in the final month of the year. Happy is how I describe myself now as I sit by the fire with a full belly. Was I happy at 7.35am when Paul arrived to pick me up… Continue reading Borders League – Anglesey
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
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