The ramblings of a maranoiac, the week before Manchester, written in ten minutes at lunchtime while eating soup.

You know I don’t get how we as runners can expect others to understand us when we don’t even understand ourselves. Especially marathon runners and prospective marathon runners. To my wife Elaine, and to all your other halves or dogs or kids or family or friends or imaginary friends or whoever, I really do salute … Continue reading The ramblings of a maranoiac, the week before Manchester, written in ten minutes at lunchtime while eating soup.

Laugh in the face of darkness – ignoring maranumptystressdisorder (Don’t be a me)

Disclaimer: this may be a bit disjointed as I wrote most of it earlier in the week, then my mood changed as the Beastie from the Eastie took a grip. I never said I was perfect 🙂 Don’t succumb to the maranumptystressdisorder. Section 1 - written Monday: There is so much written about how running … Continue reading Laugh in the face of darkness – ignoring maranumptystressdisorder (Don’t be a me)