Disclaimer: Yes. I know, parkrun isn't a race. There's hundreds of them every week and hundreds of people finish first every week. As usual this is all personally relative to me, and not how top runners would feel, but how a heading rapidly towards 50 baldy never-was feels. It's all about the perspective so … Continue reading Fight – so that’s what the No. 1 token looks like – Ayr parkrun 199.
Winter – from parkrunning to the Scottish indoor 3000m and an unexpected result.
It really has been a while since my last blog, and it's been a mixture of not really having much to say and just being disenchanted by the whole expressing myself malarkey. I just felt here that I had to put this one down in writing to remember how I felt as it ends well … Continue reading Winter – from parkrunning to the Scottish indoor 3000m and an unexpected result.
Running out – LAAA XC and the year that was
So the racing year for me is over. I’d like to tell you it finished in a blaze of glory, smashing the field as I sprinted to glory in that most prestigious of races, one in the echelons of Athletic prowess, the Lanarkshire X Country Championships. Now I could but it would be a total … Continue reading Running out – LAAA XC and the year that was
Pearl / First World Problems – that parkrun where your body and mind start talking again.
Disclaimer before the usual twitter polis/keyboard hard men start with their holier than thou crap. I know my times aren’t particularly impressive and I don’t claim to be a good runner but this is my blog about me and what I am trying to do for myself. I don’t think I am great, or my … Continue reading Pearl / First World Problems – that parkrun where your body and mind start talking again.
Ottolenghi – Three little ducks, Strathaven 10k and Scottish XC in a Whippet style
It’s great coming back to that point where I can genuinely say I am really enjoying running again. I’m not at my best but with every week I am getting fitter, training better and I am getting myself back in the mix again with no fear, expectations or reservations. That feels brilliant. It was great … Continue reading Ottolenghi – Three little ducks, Strathaven 10k and Scottish XC in a Whippet style
Lost and Found – The ATR (Antonine Trail Races) Half Marathon
Another new one for me and 13.1 miles of up and down hills on the trails. This one is talked about in hushed tones with a new extra hilly route this year apparently. Distance-wise having only managed one slow 11 mile run since my return to training I was looking forward to this and dreading … Continue reading Lost and Found – The ATR (Antonine Trail Races) Half Marathon
Story of my life. Fat arse goes to Blackpool.
Now I'm coming straight in with a tune here which is unlike me. It's for a reason. You should click play on it as you read through the first part. There should be voice over by myself that comes in, but that's just in my head. The confessional is the first section then as the … Continue reading Story of my life. Fat arse goes to Blackpool.
Dream Believe Achieve. A guest blog by a sub 3 marathon chaser.
Dream Believe Achieve This is a guest blog by a friend of mine, Davie Wilson from NAAC. I got to know Davie when we were both training for the Manchester Marathon until he had the accident that got him known as "Microwave Davie." He's a top guy and after a while out came back working … Continue reading Dream Believe Achieve. A guest blog by a sub 3 marathon chaser.
Day in Day out – parkrun and Clyderunners Trail 10k
Last time I wrote I had had an encounter with a poodle, thank you all for the kind words of mockery which came my way and which I totally deserved in every way. Thankfully as a St Mirren fan I do have a sense of humour. I was very fortunate in that the back problems cleared … Continue reading Day in Day out – parkrun and Clyderunners Trail 10k
Latin Simone
So last blog the achilles felt better but the back had taken a battering after a run in with a poodle. I was so confident after that last run that I was on my way back but the pain in my back got worse and worse that day. That evening I bent to pick something … Continue reading Latin Simone
