Nose dive…

Having forgotten that I’d entered the ballot for the Great North Run, I was really happy to learn I’d got a place.  This weekend, we happened to be in Newcastle, so it seemed an ideal opportunity to recce the route and even have a little practice.  I had a 50 minute long slow run in…

Tough 10

Yesterday, I set out with my lovely neighbour, Kirsty, for another race.  Our races together are characterised by not taking things entirely seriously.  Our training for this race consisted pretty much solely of last week’s cross country shenanigans round the local woods and farmland. This week, I’ve done a little running – 5km on Thursday…

Starting over

My place in the London Marathon was confirmed, this week.  I will be fundraising for a fabulous charity, and I’ll upload details when I’ve sorted them out and started my fundraising page.  It’s a charity which supports families suffering from domestic abuse.  A cause very close to my heart, and I’m delighted to be running…

Planning for pain

After my 10k at the weekend, I’ve regained some confidence. Post marathon, with no particular focus and no particular plan, I’ve struggled to stay motivated and get out there, and I think I’d underestimated just how tired my legs would be.  Happy to run, but not far… Anyway, watching my wonderful son munch up the…

It’s a family affair…

That slightly gauche young man is my son.  He’s 17, and just doing his A/S levels (or whatever they’re called this year).  Very occasionally, he comes for a run with me and once in a while he’ll come home from his Dad’s saying he’s run there. This morning, despite an entrenched antipathy to early rising and a…