I know we've been here before but dare I say that I am actually running a real-life, timed, official HALF MARATHON this weekend. The train tickets and Airbnb are booked and I am curiously eyeing a square object with a zip lid that you can fill with clothes, shoes and toy cows. I think they … Continue reading Non Cancelled HM Incoming
Category: half marathon training
One Day To Go
It is the night before London Landmarks. I am nervous and am posting too much to Facebook, carb loading with vegan millionnaire shortbread, listening to stompy music and lining my kit up neatly. I have not had a lot of time for training in the last week since work decided to lumber me with six … Continue reading One Day To Go
Blown Away
It has been quite windy this weekend. By "quite windy" I actually mean scaffolding-smashing, tree-toppling 70mph gusts of wind that made me quite glad I was saddled with work, dispatching ambulances to people who had been upended by the weather, rather than getting upended by the weather myself. Most of my friends were taking part … Continue reading Blown Away
More Half Marathon Training
Two weeks and three days until London Landmarks, so I had better bring you up to date with my latest training. Last Thursday, two days after running 10 miles in the sun and coming home with tan lines, I went to the viewtube track session and got absolutely soaked to death. For some reason the … Continue reading More Half Marathon Training
Long Slow Hot Repetitive Run
We are in the season known as "Fools' Spring". Daffodils are sprouting, antihistamines are popping, and the dust has been washed off my Ambre Soleil bottle. We had the hottest February day since records began - 21.2c in London! It was, of course, this day on which I had to do my first Long Slow … Continue reading Long Slow Hot Repetitive Run
Olympic Park Half
The fact that it's taken me until Wednesday to write about my half marathon performance has probably tipped you off that it didn't go as well as I'd hoped. It was, in fact, the 2014 League One Play Off Final in the form of a run. (My Livejournal post from said event, if you need … Continue reading Olympic Park Half
One Day To Go
It's official. I have made all the way through my half marathon training without sustaining a single injury! (Unless I get hit by a bus on the way to the race.) Other than the time I signed up for the Hackney Half with ten days to go, this is the first time I have ever … Continue reading One Day To Go
DID I MENTION THAT I WAS ILL?
I have spent most of the last three days in bed with the full works of temperature, headache, vomiting, not eating, sneezing, coughing etc etc. I went out on an ambulance observation shift on Wednesday and I can only think I caught something from one of the patients. In the last twelve hours I have … Continue reading DID I MENTION THAT I WAS ILL?
The Last Thing That We Need is Hope
Hope, in reality, is the worst of all evils, because it prolongs the torments of man - Nietzsche I completed my last Long Slow Run before the Olympic Park Half today. 19 kilometres in nearly freezing temperatures, to the Olympic Park and back. I remember the days when just running to Stratford and getting a … Continue reading The Last Thing That We Need is Hope
RED January
This January, I'm taking part in the Mind (mental health charity) initiative, RED (Run Every Day). The name is a bit misleading, because the rule is that you actually have to exercise every day in January, not necessarily run. Actually running every day is probably a bad idea for a lot of people, especially those prone … Continue reading RED January
Long Slow Wet Muddy Hilly Run
This isn't really a blog about running. It's actually a blog about the weather, in which I have to go for a run occasionally to truly experience weather at it's most weathery and come back with material to moan about. I woke this morning to fresh looking skies, a dry garden and a mild weather … Continue reading Long Slow Wet Muddy Hilly Run
The Return of the Long Slow Run
One thing has been missing from my training routine ever since the marathon: the Long Slow Run, the solitary plod down the banks of the Lea Canal, with change jangling in my pockets, puddle water in my socks, and occasionally a Yellow Belly hanging from my mouth. When I started running, these jaunts were what … Continue reading The Return of the Long Slow Run