Breath of the Wild, and the Joy of the Trail.

I don’t know if any of the designers behind The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild are trail runners, but they certainly managed to capture some essence of what makes travelling on foot, off the beaten path, so beautiful.  This is old news, of course, Breath of the Wild was received as one of… Continue reading Breath of the Wild, and the Joy of the Trail.

A Run, In Words: 12 Miles in the Chilterns.

I last visited the Chiltern Hills, and Ivinghoe Beacon, in warmer, drier times. My trail shoes got dusty from the chalk escarpments, but they weren’t muddy. My legs were sore from the climbs, but my glutes weren’t barking for working so hard to keep me upright on the slip ‘n slide sections.  The Chilterns is… Continue reading A Run, In Words: 12 Miles in the Chilterns.

A Run, in Words: Ferry Bridge to Water Newton.

I start the route in a free car park off the road near the Gunwald Lake side of Nene Park. The Milton Ferry Bridge leads me across the river towards Ferry Meadows; the regular stomping grounds for runners, walkers, and plenty of dogs to boot. The bridge is handsome; a Grade II listed structure made… Continue reading A Run, in Words: Ferry Bridge to Water Newton.

Ivinghoe Beacon

Autumn has kicked into gear in typical British fashion by being completely inconsistent, with the temperatures celebrating the dusky season by kicking themselves up a notch. This is no reason to complain, it is a reason to pursue one of my simpler seasonal goals: to explore some new run routes, ideally involving some hills.  Last… Continue reading Ivinghoe Beacon

Beautiful Places

I want this training journal to be more of, well, a journal. Which is to say I want it to be more immediate, more reflective, and more...more. That means an increased frequency of shorter posts which look back on a day of training, or even just on my running life beyond the day-in-day out of… Continue reading Beautiful Places

Just a tad of adventure.

There is something wrong with my foot, there’s not really any doubt about that. When I wake up in the morning and stumble down the steps it feels like running is the last thing that I should be doing, and even walking around is a bit of a messy, uncomfortable affair. Except, it tends to… Continue reading Just a tad of adventure.