Prompted by Rae, I am reviewing my goals for 2017 (and, obviously, looking forward to what I might do in 2018. But that’s a different post!) As Rae says, this has been a less than ideal year. My last post talked about GNR: Great North Run is getting complicated, though. It more or less coincides…
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50th year. Decisions, decisions.
I’m a big believer that you need goals, to stay motivated and to achieve. Pretty much any goal, pretty much any achievement. But you need to have something specific to aim for, in order to hit anything other than the sofa. Or I do, anyway. So this year, I was going to do “something big”…
Licked it, got the T shirt!
Oh, my! Well that’s one to tick off the bucket list, for sure… I set off for Greenwich Park at about 8:30, to find a sea of people also heading for the red start area. I don’t know why I was surprised; with almost 40,000 runners, it was never going to be short of traffic!…
Running (Gil Scott Heron)
Because I always feel like running Not away, because there is no such place Because if there was I would have found it by now Because it’s easier to run Easier than staying and finding out you’re the only one Who didn’t run Because running will be the way your life and mine Will be…
Nearly there…
Two sleeps. Or two not-a-lot-of-sleeps. We’re heading down to Greenwich tomorrow to pick up my race number and spend the night pretty much as close as we can to the start line. I am nervous. Actually, probably more nervous than I was before Brighton. I know I’m hurt, and I don’t know how it’s going…
The one where I ran 15 miles in London with a giraffe. But I can’t show you. Because spy.
So after last week’s cold, wet, hilly Half, this week’s long run schedule was a 15 miler. I’ve never run to distance in training. Right at the beginning of this adventure, my friend Matt said he’d love to come with me for a long run. He’s a proper runner. Like, his standard Sunday run is…
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…
Long time coming…
On Sunday, it’ll be 8 weeks till the marathon and one week until Warwick Half. This is my ‘de-load’ week. I’m scaling back the amount of running this week, to allow my legs to rest and consolidate all they’ve learnt over the past few weeks. Last week, I was mostly in Lincoln. Which meant I…
Fundraiser – want to come?
I’m writing a blog today because my muscles – specifically my gluteus maximus muscles – are super DOMS-y from Becky’s new weights routine, and consequently I’m no good for much else but sitting down. Tuesdays are now more varieties of squat than I even knew existed – including some olympic lifting that involves me *stamping*…
Old Dog…
Seems you *can* teach an old dog new tricks, and this weekend I’ve done me some learning. Having smashed my Thursday fast short run, Becky and I took a look at my data. Specifically, I wanted to know why I’ve found it so hard to run any distance lately. We looked at heart rate and…
NAILED IT!
Today I set out for my fast 6km Thursday run. You remember me whingeing last week about how “fast” and “8km” were mutually incompatible ideas? Well I discussed it with Becky, and she agreed that perhaps we should start the build-up at 6km. So this week, my first official marathon training week, was a fast…
New Year’s Difficulty
New Year’s Eve is a difficult time for me. I have PTSD, which is related to an old relationship and NYE. Each passing year, I think it will be easier. But each year it serves simply as a trapdoor through time and the evening passes in a haze of flashbacks, panic attacks, breathing exercises and…
Running Between The Water Stations 