Running since the marathon has been something of a trial. In this particular trial, the prosecution is pushing hard for a ‘guilty for being an eejit’ verdict. And who am I to argue? I think my defence is going to crumble. The evidence is clear. The accused tried to run a marathon dressed as a … More Remembering Kate
Week Three draws to a close and Autumn has finally arrived. In truth, we have had another decent Summer, and the next logical season was bound to arrive sooner or later. But without doubt, if nature is any arbiter (and she is), then the climate and all that is bound by its rules have made … More A wobbly week
Now it turns out the joke’s on me, ‘coz a tapir’s top speed is 30 miles per hour, and for that, I’d have to be dropped out of a plane. I might hit it on the bike for a few seconds, going downhill. But whatever. At this stage, the poor joke is already dead (see: … More Taper? Tapir, more like…
There is no particular rhyme nor reason to that headline, other than I was trying build ‘streak’ into it somewhere, as in ‘run streak’. Also, I just had lunch, and you may be surprised to learn that I did indeed have some streaky bacon… Anyway, all that buffoonery aside, I had a nice run today … More Streaky bacon
IN WHICH THE TRAINING PROGRAMME GRINDS EVER ONWARDS AND WE STRUGGLE MANFULLY TO HIT OUR TARGETS, WHICH WE DO, MORE OR LESS. SORT OF. MOSTLY. IT’S A RUN OF TWO HALVES… Why did I pick a running programme with so much running? I suppose the simple answer is fear. Fear and pride… well, fear, pride … More 8 days a week
IN WHICH WE HAVE A TOUGH FEW DAYS AT THE OFFICE, TAKE AN ENFORCED RUNNING HIATUS, AND SURVIVE THE NATIONAL FESTIVAL RELATIVELY UNSCATHED Every two years, fire personnel have to undertake Breathing Apparatus refresher courses. For us, it’s a three day course, and it’s fairly full on. Essentially, if you can’t pass this course, you can’t … More Colours!
IN WHICH WE GET SOME EXERCISE THAT DOESN’T INVOLVE RUNNING, RUN OUT OF WOOD AT JUST ABOUT THE RIGHT TIME, AND HAVE A TIMELY REMINDER ABOUT THE LAMENTABLE LEVELS OF SAFETY FOR CYCLISTS ON THE ROAD… AND MAKE YET ANOTHER IMPULSIVE PURCHASE I treated our wood-burning stove to some TLC yesterday. I took the doors … More Back in the saddle
So the last post made some cheesy references to how I plan to tackle the 50k race in the woods. Well, this weekend, as training continues, I made sure to ignore my plan and over-do things. Looking at the training plan I have picked (a ‘beginner’s 50k’ plan) I can sense I will struggle to … More The good, the bad. And the ugly…
She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again I said I appreciate that and would you please explain About the fifty ways… ’50 Ways to Leave Your Lover’ Paul Simon Well, I have found this year’s challenge. I … More 50 Ways (to eat an elephant)
At the last minute, Pilates was cancelled. It’s a small group of about a half dozen souls who try and meet up each Monday evening. Cathy is the instructor, and knows her stuff. We, on the other hand, are all blokes who run, but apparently couldn’t find our core with a coal shovel. Or any … More Keep yer planks straight and yer Russians twisty…
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