running, reading, nonsense.
Fresh from my trip to the Peak District, I had a feeling that I would enjoy my first half marathon. The word enjoy, as always with running, is relative. In running terms it means a type II kind of pleasure - that ‘oh that was fun’ kind of feeling, not a ‘oh this is fun’… Continue reading The Debut
Back in 2019 I was feeling aimless so, in a grasp for purpose, I decided to go whole hog on running. The sport has been in my life for a long time but I had never really given it full commitment. It had always been a passing, but familiar, acquaintance. I imagine quite a few… Continue reading The Half Marathon and I
Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash Allow me to reflect on my recent exertions. I think it’s an important practice. Yes, we should always be striving forwards, looking forwards, not lingering in the past, especially on something transitory like running. But I reckon that when we’re training ourselves sometimes we have to reflect on our efforts to fully… Continue reading Body knows Best.
The Slow Road. I’ve been injured plenty of times in my relatively short running career and the one consistent thing across every niggle, every strain and pain and snap, is the frustration. I’ve probably never been in as good shape as I had been before I over-did it a month ago and sent myself hurdling… Continue reading Recovering Slow, Thinking Fast, and a Ring of Fire.
I like running.
run into words 