Training

February 15, 2021

We need rest days: be more Tallulah

I’m currently in diminishing return territory: but how? I am struggling to add that extra mile to my longer long and adding a couple of reps to my hill and speed intervals. My cadence on the spin bike has dropped. Like many other runners at the moment, I am not doing long miles or racing. So what is going on?
December 28, 2020

2020 – Review

What do I say about 2020? A global pandemic, in and out of varying levels of lockdown and the confusion that inevitably entails. The way we live our lives changed beyond recognition and in many respects for ever. Worst year ever?
December 4, 2018

The hibernation factor

I knew there was a reason why I don’t normally line up events for January and February and why my mileage goes down over the winter. It’s the I just want to rest on my summer laurels, kick back, reduce the mileage and lie about in the warmth and get fat factor. This bear just wants to coorie in and hibernate.

July 30, 2018

An A – Z of Glasgow

When someone mentions an A-Z of Glasgow I am immediately transported back to when I first came to the city well over thirty years ago and armed myself with the trusty A-Z of Glasgow map book. That’s what you did back in the days before internet, mobile phones and google maps.

February 21, 2018

What if this is as good as it gets

To quote Jack Nicolson ‘What if this is as good as it gets?’

I have accepted the noticeable deterioration in the elasticity of my skin and the little wrinkles and lines forming, the drift south.

February 19, 2016

Planning for 100 miles of Istria

The thing with enthusiasm is that it carries you along at a break neck speed until you hit that that reality check with a monumental thud. As part of my bid to stretch my wings and do some new events I fell upon 100 Miles of Istria. 

April 3, 2015

Science, blackcurrants, a broken treadmill and boiler, endless lists and a Harp Odyssey with just a splash of madness.

Science, blackcurrants, a broken treadmill and boiler, endless lists and a Harp Odyssey with just a splash of madness.

My journey to the North Pole Marathon.

November 7, 2014

It’s November and it’s groundhog day

Hmm, I seem to have been here before?

It is early November and  there is a bed with a pile of kit laid out;  a pile assorted electronics; a folder with itineraries; insurance docs passport and currency out and a large empty  holdall on the floor.  The intended destination: Chile.