Hot, sticky and full of delusion

  A couple of weeks ago, we had that mini-heatwave in the UK, and I think I’ve mentioned in the past that I really can’t stand hot weather. I think it might have something to do with my penguin ancestry. As soon as the temperature creeps up, so too does my inclination to stab the entire…

Coffee ‘n’ Cones

A couple of weeks ago, I posted my sort-of race report from the Shakespeare Half Marathon in Stratford-upon-Avon. However, I’ve just remembered a couple of odd little musings from the race, and I’m worried that if I don’t get them down on paper, they’ll just bounce around inside my head forever. The coffee. Firstly, the…

Woof!

  Lovely run a couple of weeks ago. It was in the build-up to my half marathon, and previous runs had  been fraught with tired legs and crippling self-doubt. But this steady ten miler really did the trick and gave me the confidence that I might actually be okay. Unfortunately, there was another thing… It was…

Comparison is the… Etc. Etc. 

The other day, I read an excellent piece by Autumn Howard, aka TinyRunner. She’s easily one of my top three running peoples1 and writes one of the few blogs that I follow religiously2. The title of the post was “Comparison is the Thief of Joy” and you can (and should) read the full thing here. Quite…

There’s a car…

I pass it quite often when I’m out running one of my usual routes. Well, I say “pass”, but what I actually do is squeeze through whatever tiny gap they’ve been kind enough to leave for me, because this car is always parked across the footpath. Why do they do this? There could be any…

Freedom (part two)

 In one of my recent posts, we talked about the joys (or not) of freeing oneself from the shackles of technology. This post is the same, but with pants. Or, more accurately, without them. I’ve always worn underwear when I run, because… well… you just do, don’t you? But over the years there have been…

The Running Awards 2016

   Sequins, canapes and bitchy red-carpet catfights. None of those things were present at last years Running Awards, which came as a crushing disappointment. Well, it’s that time again and, at the time of posting, there’s just a day or two left to vote in the most of the categories, including Bestest Blog. I’ve been…

Freedom

  I did a thing the other day. A scary thing. A thing I’ve always been tempted to try, but never had the bottle. I went for a run without a GPS watch or a running app. That last sentence was an existential nightmare to write, because how do I actually know I went for a…

Chased by Giants

   Okay, that title is probably a bit misleading. For starters, there was only one giant. Secondly, it wasn’t actually a giant. And if we’re being totally honest, I wasn’t really being chased. The word “by” is spot on though. Can’t fault that. Tell you what, I’ll start again…   By That’s better. This is a…