Long run, reflections and stars

  Yesterday’s long run was two cold, exposed, wind-swept, rain-drenched hours.  Two hours!  TWO!! I set a course crossing the A40, down to South Leigh, through Eynsham and eventually meeting the patient and wonderful Mr P in Barnard’s Gate for a short ride home.  There’s a lot of time to fill, in two hours, and…

Clucking Hills!

I bumped into my neighbour, last night.  She’s a lovely woman; we always have a giggle.  Anyway, a while ago she agreed to run the Silverstone Half Marathon with me, in March, and we’ve been meaning to train together ever since…. Even better, I’ve been desperate to find someone to do my hill intervals with;…

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…