Training for Brighton officially began on Monday. The day after my birthday. Luckily, given the birthday situation, training began with a rest day. I used it to devise a little body conditioning workout for myself, on the basis that stronger legs will run better. So I did some kettle bell exercises in the quiet of…
Month: December 2015
Running through Christmas
It’s a funny thing, Christmas. No matter how disciplined you are normally, no matter how much your body is a temple and your training routine is sacrosanct, Christmas is a time to indulge. The key to Christmas, in my experience, is to give yourself permission for that indulgence. Don’t get the guilts because you drank…
Nippy out
I could so easily give up, right now. I’m unfocussed and feeling in desperate need of a rest. I don’t work well without a schedule, and it’s too early to start my marathon training. My hamstrings are tight, my glutes are tight, my legs are draggy and dull. I’m naturally drawn to firesides with bottles…
All strapped up…
I went for a run!! It was fine, actually. Born of necessity, because I had dinner in town with some friends and got a taxi home, because I’d drunk too much fruit juice. Specifically, grape juice. OK, fermented grape juice – but it’s all carb loading, right? No, I’ve no particular reason to be carb…
Stretching my imagination
I haven’t run since my knee gave way, on Wednesday. No running, and no doing much else either. My Fitbit stats are shockingly awful – Dad has just been on the phone, sounding delighted that he’s done twice as many steps as me this week! – and I’m beginning to feel a little like a…
Bad run… (insert limp joke here)
Normally, I plan my morning runs meticulously, the evening before. I map my route; set my alarm; pack my running backpack and set out my running clothes by my bed, so I can jump out of bed, get dressed and get out of the door before I’m sufficiently awake for my brain to come up…
Running Between The Water Stations 